When will this circle stop turning
When will I emerge from the darkness
And realize the light of the truth
I want to sever this chain
The sharp blade shines with agony
From every smile I believed
From every broken promise
They just want a piece of what I’ve got
Put it’s not theirs to take
Yet I’m still the one that breaks
Bad luck is in my blood
I’m bloody, wounded, and used, can’t take another stab to the back
They knew too well
They had it planned out
Wanted to put me through hell
Like an omega of their pack
I should have known
I was blind from being too naive
It was a gruesome pratfall from my innocent beliefs
It’s all buried in my heart
They still walk around
With false skins
Those who wear masks
Don’t see their eyes
You won’t be able to look away
From Medusa’s reincarnations
Grand master puppeteer and I’m the opening act
I’ve had enough
Now it’s my turn to kill what’s left of us
Stitched wounds that won’t heal
These scars remind me not to trust because it kills
