You’ll hurt me and I can’t risk it, here comes a wall, good luck
How can I assemble with the saints when I can’t be vulnerable
Brothers, I’m not like the guys you hang around
Sisters, do you think I’m plotting evil when I’m around
I’ll just hang around, the exit just in case.
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You’ll hurt me, you’ll betray me
If I open up, you won’t understand, so everyone is banned from my life. For life.
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Can’t rebel, can’t forsake our relationship
Connected, the body is not to be dismissed
But I, can’t, pretend everything is perfect with a lying smile
Surely you’re focused on checking off boxes and if I fail, you’ll bail
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I already know, but I don’t know, that’ll you’ll hurt me someway somehow
You’ll think you’re doing God service, causing my death
I’m done with, fake laughs and uncertain handshakes
I’ll show up, but, don’t look at me directly in eyes, I won’t compromise for a Sunday dinner invite
Great intensity in the midst of my fight.
Emotion Dough 