To find the strength to carry on
You put the marks into your body
You talk at length how you’re alone
And bitch at all the famous parties
Yeah
Such a vision of pure loneliness
What an image you profess
Don’t you turn and walk away
Cause you’re getting me depressed
In hopes you’d never be alone
You bore your cross around your body
It was in bad taste
Immolate and gaudy
Boy, you look familiar
You’re a vision of the loneliness
Add an image to the press
You turn and walk away
Cause you’re happily depressed
Inventing your own love loss
You invent your own success
I’m giving you a name boy
You’re poor Role Martyr-X
You put the marks into your body
You talk at length how you’re alone
And bitch at all the famous parties
Yeah
Such a vision of pure loneliness
What an image you profess
Don’t you turn and walk away
Cause you’re getting me depressed
In hopes you’d never be alone
You bore your cross around your body
It was in bad taste
Immolate and gaudy
Boy, you look familiar
You’re a vision of the loneliness
Add an image to the press
You turn and walk away
Cause you’re happily depressed
Inventing your own love loss
You invent your own success
I’m giving you a name boy
You’re poor Role Martyr-X
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