Losing
I can sense pain in your eyes, Where knife and fake people lye's The demon is waking up, I guess no one has to stop. They may ruined your life, But atleast your not the kind of type. You may see the worst of me, So i guess you will have to flee Don't take it so far, Cause they will mend you like a jar. Demon are only friendly,when they see you not talking to me "Losing is kinda my thing cause whenever you walk away i feel like im just a spare."
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