I can't believe what I am seeing Ego burned into my eyes You say that love is in the making All I hear is a bevy of lies A twist of shadows hidden in truth A host of apathy as your proof Bring me to the slaughter house I've begged you so many times Taste the bitterness inside me Still you continue to commit the crime
Can you ever forgive me For the things you've done A fistful of anger To block out the sun Blind my eyes so I can't see Make me deaf and set me free
"It'll kill the core" I know you've said "If one leaves the rest are dead" Now all I hear are fake transmissions And all I see are new acquisitions Falling in place like a pawn on a board Picking up parts that were already scored
Can you ever forgive me For the things you've done A fistful of anger To block out the sun Blind my eyes so I can't see Make me deaf and set me free
Sounds like you have been accused of being an "enabler" which I find is seldom the truth but an excuse for outrageous behaviour. Don't be bitter Broken frame but try and move on and only remember the good. Well used phrasing
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an "enabler" which I find is seldom the
truth but an excuse for outrageous behaviour.
Don't be bitter Broken frame but try and move
on and only remember the good. Well used phrasing
rob