How I Wring Myself Out Of Wrong Names Read Count : 27

Category : Songs

Sub Category : Rock
Haters call me narcissistic,
Call me schizophrenic, call me psycho
But i have something they can never Steal 
(Yeah) 

Don't think i gave up only because i stopped copying pictures and writing my own words between their white legs
You should know my eyes aren't closed, they're just hiding under a mask that i crafted and then laid overneath them 
My oppressed anger needs something to penetrate with rape in Peace, an undercover Agent wrapped in red flags, cocks wipe their cum with it 

I will kick you on my eternal way up to heaven 
I will kick you on my infinite path down to hell
I will kick you on my eternal way up to heaven 
And I will kick you on my infinite path down to hell 

Haters call me narcissistic, 
Call me schizophrenic, call me pedophile-supporter 
But i'll have wings they can't ever fly with 
(Hey) 
Haters call me corpse-fucker 
Call me Death-threater, call me liar 
But i was in a cocoon they won't ever sleep in
(What?!) 

I'll be your censored evidence, i'll be an edit for your fakes 
I'll be a colored leaf on your decayed flowers 
I'll be a colored leaf on your decayed flowers
I'll be a colored leaf on your decayed flowers

I want to let you all hypocrites dry out in the hot sun with a rope made of letters from your own untrue words
Fake friends, for them i could never be good enough
Complaining that i'm insecure about my voice but when i call it's too little.
If i screenshot the thing that they claimed to have never said
they insult me, they call me "sneaky" 
Damn, should've left y'all way earlier. 

I will kick you on my eternal way up to heaven, 
I will fuckin' kick you on my infinite path down to hell 

Haters call themselves my "victims" 
Call me manipulative, call me a crybaby-drama-queen 
But i have something they can't ever buy 
(Facts) 
I'll be your Cut and bleeding evidence, i'll be an edit for your fakes 
I'll be a colored leaf on your decayed flowers 
I'll be a colored leaf on your decayed flowers
I'll be a colored leaf on your decayed flowers

Don't ever try again to twist my perception 
Don't ever try again to twist my perception 
Don't ever try again to twist my perception 
I washed my face enough times and cleared the lenses of my eyes 

Haters call me a necrophile 
Call me haughty, call me a bad influencer 
But food dissolves in my stomach that they can never eat
(No!) 
Haters call me "too horny" 
Call me evil, call me a criminal 
But i'm a painting they can never Paint 
(Never!)

I'll be your washed away evidence, i'll be an edit for your fakes 
I'll be a colored leaf on your decayed flowers 
I'll be a colored leaf on your decayed flowers
I'll be a colored leaf on your decayed flowers
Fuck, fuck, yeah right 

"I was made a friend to end up as erased proof-food for a lying deceiver's mouth..."

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