In my heartsent
My confession
My condolence
You're indefinite
You're incompetent
Inconsiderate.
You're so childish,
I will push you out of what is real
Out of my head.
You can stick and drown at your residence of disappointments,
Are of yours to come.
So embrace them, oh my shallow one
Today
If I could change anything
Then I would change everything
These bitter days shall remain
I don't ask for your forgiveness
I don't care much for your actress
That's just you, though
Shallow and selfish.
So I go now, oh my hollow one
Today
If I could change anything
Then I would change everything
These bitter days shall remain
So carry your blues behind your eyes
Don't flatter yourself
I will survive
So carry your blues- your own denial
Your feathers are gone
You'll never fly
If I could change anything
Then I would wipe the years away.
If I could change anything
Then I would change everything
These bitter days shall remain
Since you're gone I'm much better than you
So carry your blues behind your eyes
Don't flatter yourself I will survive
So carry your blues- your own denial
Your feathers are gone
You'll never fly.
-Nine Days, Bitter.
My confession
My condolence
You're indefinite
You're incompetent
Inconsiderate.
You're so childish,
I will push you out of what is real
Out of my head.
You can stick and drown at your residence of disappointments,
Are of yours to come.
So embrace them, oh my shallow one
Today
If I could change anything
Then I would change everything
These bitter days shall remain
I don't ask for your forgiveness
I don't care much for your actress
That's just you, though
Shallow and selfish.
So I go now, oh my hollow one
Today
If I could change anything
Then I would change everything
These bitter days shall remain
So carry your blues behind your eyes
Don't flatter yourself
I will survive
So carry your blues- your own denial
Your feathers are gone
You'll never fly
If I could change anything
Then I would wipe the years away.
If I could change anything
Then I would change everything
These bitter days shall remain
Since you're gone I'm much better than you
So carry your blues behind your eyes
Don't flatter yourself I will survive
So carry your blues- your own denial
Your feathers are gone
You'll never fly.
-Nine Days, Bitter.

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