Hope

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let the monsters see you smile
let the demons see you laugh
let your good times be worthwhile
burned in their thoughts, a photograph

they yearn for you to stay quiet
they yearn for you to be alone
they want to hijack your mind's pilot
they want to turn you into stone

they'll try to take away your joy
and make you believe it was never there
they'll give you blades as a decoy
and tell you to feel their love and care

a melody to seduce you with their lies
that what's inside will quiet down
when numbness becomes your way of life
and your blood pulls you under to drown

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