If I could paint how I feel,I'd draw bullseye on your foreheadmy anger is not misdirectedunless it somehow misses youTime spent on hate, is time gone to waste,I watch you point and click your life awaySo cast the stones that I'll gladly catchand I'll throw them right fucking back,I stand behind the things I say,you type the words you won't say to my faceTime spent on hate, is time gone to waste,I watch you point and click your life awayIt seems you've let me go again,just like the day you let me in,the best of intentions, you were never mine to begin withSo step away from the fucking screen,see a world outside your scene,maybe then you will knowand realize the lack of threat you pose
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