Impersonated and diluted
It would be so you to misconstrue this
Why does it even matter?
I can't seem to gather what's the goddamn matter
Old habits are hard to break
Open wounds never heal
Losing sight of this love
I had to let it die
Take back the life that once was mine
I've doubled down on borrowed time
There stands a goddess with a crown of dying flowers
Her skin is peeling
By her eyes, my heart devoured
And I've got my reasons
None of which are good enough to
Make you stay
Just shake your head and walk away
It eats away everything I love
And spits it back at me
Always staring, dead eye, smiling
I remember someone I trust
Told me that the work should be enough
If the work is what you love
What if love isn't in love?
It would be so you to misconstrue this
Why does it even matter?
I can't seem to gather what's the goddamn matter
Old habits are hard to break
Open wounds never heal
Losing sight of this love
I had to let it die
Take back the life that once was mine
I've doubled down on borrowed time
There stands a goddess with a crown of dying flowers
Her skin is peeling
By her eyes, my heart devoured
And I've got my reasons
None of which are good enough to
Make you stay
Just shake your head and walk away
It eats away everything I love
And spits it back at me
Always staring, dead eye, smiling
I remember someone I trust
Told me that the work should be enough
If the work is what you love
What if love isn't in love?
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