Cyanide Addiction
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I thought I saw an angel this morning
She was dancing on a cloud
But it was just another sign of my selfish mourning
For which I am not proud
My actions don't find shame
But my existence is beginning to feel lame
It was getting better I thought
But I was on a placebo
Thinking I could buy something that isn't bought
Maybe put on it a pretty bow
But for such a time I was a fool
And now I see the light as my blood begins to pool
Why does my every breath bring a new question
I'm still looking for the first answers
I fail to act on even simple suggestions
And I feel I'm being impaled by a pair of lancers
Now I cry to go back in time to find a fix
But I'm lost in life's mix
I miss my angel
Even if she was truly a devil
She put me through hell
She showed her side that was evil
And now I'm left with nothing but a name
With a memory that always makes me feel the same
Now through all my delusions
I see what is true
I can create my own illusions
But I'll never again have you
Unless you turn around and face me once more
But I fear it's too late to repair what we had before
That matches and combines with my biggest fears
That one of us will die before we reconcile
Then I'll shed far more of my blood than any tears
I still don't understand how you can just defile
All that we had, were, and could still be
But it was your choice because it was never up to me..
She was dancing on a cloud
But it was just another sign of my selfish mourning
For which I am not proud
My actions don't find shame
But my existence is beginning to feel lame
It was getting better I thought
But I was on a placebo
Thinking I could buy something that isn't bought
Maybe put on it a pretty bow
But for such a time I was a fool
And now I see the light as my blood begins to pool
Why does my every breath bring a new question
I'm still looking for the first answers
I fail to act on even simple suggestions
And I feel I'm being impaled by a pair of lancers
Now I cry to go back in time to find a fix
But I'm lost in life's mix
I miss my angel
Even if she was truly a devil
She put me through hell
She showed her side that was evil
And now I'm left with nothing but a name
With a memory that always makes me feel the same
Now through all my delusions
I see what is true
I can create my own illusions
But I'll never again have you
Unless you turn around and face me once more
But I fear it's too late to repair what we had before
That matches and combines with my biggest fears
That one of us will die before we reconcile
Then I'll shed far more of my blood than any tears
I still don't understand how you can just defile
All that we had, were, and could still be
But it was your choice because it was never up to me..
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