you inflict pain,
to hide your own.
with an angel on my shoulder
staring at the devil in front of me.
no matter what you tell yourself
we match each other, we both know this
a denied truth.
you inflict pain,
to hide your own.
with an angel on my shoulder
staring at the devil in front of me.
no matter what you tell yourself
we match each other, we both know this
a denied truth.
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