I bit the poison apple, and now it's too late
No illumination on this now-dark path
I cannot turn around now, it's too late
Her lingering pasts eat me to the point I'm gone
I hide inside my vagrant mind, unaware
I am chasing what was never there
Poisonous, what lies behind the smile
Overload, but not abandoning morality
Acidic eyes burn themselves into memory
Spark ignites inferno within the chasm we've built
Filling to the brim with hidden deceit
Prisoner to spirit of youth, condemned to suffer
It's only for the weak
Make me see, make me believe
Take your poison when you leave
Then you'll understand what it's like to be me.
Say goodbye to the world.
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