"why do i still care?"
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I can take no more
All the patterns they just keep on repeating
Watching strength just fade away into weakness

What’s in store
Modern symptomatic, so self defeating
It’s a triumph just to focus on breathing

But I still care

do you still care for me ?
I long for the times you were there for me
I hate that I still love about everything about you
Without you I’m missing the rest of me
Retrospectively, perspective changes
Destiny is better left to strangers
u can’t spell fuck it without u and I baby
I’m tryna run it back like a suicide baby
You’ll be on my mind til I D I E
I’m tryna redefine what I see in we
but if you + me equals death and destruction I guess it’s a part of l o v e

I can take no more
All the patterns they just keep on repeating
Watching strength just fade away into weakness

What’s in store
Modern symptomatic, so self defeating
It’s a triumph just to focus on breathing

But I still care

Got lost through a crack in the floor
Cold soul blown away
Now I can’t get it back no more

Picking off the meat from the bones of Lenore
Blood dripping down my beak
I will speak nevermore

Light floating through the crack in the door
Soul blown away
Now I can’t get it back no more

First murder, seed for the gore
Now I don’t feel a thing
No I don’t feel a thing no more

Shame on you?
No shame on me
Let myself believe that we had all these dreams
Now I’m stuck just living the nightmare
No fight
Sleeping dog died overnight
I was right there
Hide n seek
So terrified I can’t breathe
I thought I heard it scratching at the trap door underneath the same rug where we sweep
Lying to each other through our teeth
Last thing I heard you say was “go to sleep”

Got lost through a crack in the floor
Cold soul blown away
Now I can’t get it back no more

Picking off the meat from the bones of Lenore
Blood dripping down my beak
I will speak nevermore

Light floating through the crack in the door
Soul blown away
Now I can’t get it back no more

First murder, seed for the gore
Now I don’t feel a thing
No I don’t feel a thing no more

I can take no more
All the patterns they just keep on repeating
Watching strength just fade away into weakness

What’s in store
Modern symptomatic, so self defeating
It’s a triumph just to focus on breathing

But I still care

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