Testo Even If I Died Before You, The Negligence Would Make You Sick To Your Stomach

Testo Even If I Died Before You, The Negligence Would Make You Sick To Your Stomach

As you sit in shallow thought
And I a shallow grave
No problem is done
Because to you it's a game
And for me, I don't give a fuck
Reading people like movie scripts
You loath the attention like a sitcom actor
And I an issue
A distraction
Or an un-cued line
That sits so comfortably in the back of your head
You tear up the script and spit on the actors
Your stomach wrenches
And what a solution
Have me banned
Have me burned
Have me thrown in the dirt
Like fly on the wall
Your so unsuspecting but oh so frail
You pull the curtains, you make your moves
And you act in the darkness
The spot light flickers but fails
And in your final victory I'm gone You are here
The attention is yours
But no, you wanted more than that
A victory suited for only your kind
One of hollow endings
Much like your views
Then I laugh, I laugh from the grave
Because though I am gone
My shadow leaves a bigger print than your soul
Than your soul
My shadow leaves a bigger print than your soul

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