Covered up your insecurities with
everything
showing everyone exactly how you think
made no difference, I can see right
through your best disguise
you look like someone else, it doesn't
matter where you hide

You wanna empty clips on everyone
around
and burn their fortress to the ground

Socializing makes you sick from
drinking everything
and if looks could kill we'd surely
all be dead

maybe sticks of dynamite would solve
your problems now
underneath my feet, was it something
that I said?

You wanna empty clips on everyone
around
and burn their fortress to the ground

Someday soon you'll have your way and
everyone will leave you all alone
you laugh at everyone's mistakes,
trapped inside a mind you call home

You wanna empty clips on everyone
around
and burn their fortress to the ground




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