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The Consequences of Desire
You picked me up just to watch me fall
Clenching fists slam against the wall
You gave me everything to regret and nothing to forget
my blind conscience won't go unused this time,
no not this time.
Your beauty is a disguise for people like me
who only looks at whats set in front of them to see
A mask of deception
A trick of perception
A sting of infection
from your failed attempt at perfection
Falling off my lips, the edge of every word
is burning as it's heard
Calling out my name
it'll never be the same
I'll have to look before I fall,
and learn to trust no one at all
I won't supply a second chance
to be striked in the back, a surprise attack.
I cannot recolect,
the buring effect
You set my soul on fire
the consequences of desire
I won't fall for these games you play,
or gamble in the mist of desired dismay
Your agony's second coming,
gut wrentching and heart numbing
Even death wouldn't seal this deal..
You gave me eveything to regret and nothing to forget
My blind conscience won't go unused this time
I won't fall for these kinds of games you play,
or gamble in the mist of desired dismay
Your beauty's a disguise for people like me
Who only look at whats set in front of them to see
A mask of deception
A trick of perception
A sting of infection
from your failed attempt at perfection
I won't supply a second chance
to be striked, out loud, in the back a surprise attack
I cannot recolect, the buring effect
You set my soul on fire
The consequences of desire.
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