No//////This Vicious Cabaret//////No

¡¡¡¡¡¡There is no fucking you!!!!!!!

 

 

 

I'm becoming less defined as days go by

Fading away

Well you might say

I'm losing focus

Kind adrifting into the abstract in terms of how I see myself

Sometimes I think I can see right through myself

Sometimes I think I can see right through myself

Sometimes I think I can see right through myself

 

Less concerned about fitting into the world

Your world that is

 

Because it doesn't really matter

(no it doesn't really matter anymore)

None of this really matters anymore

Yes I'm alone but then again I always was

As far back as I can tell

 

I think maybe it's because you never were really real to begin with

 

I just made you up to hurt myself

I just made you up to hurt myself

I just made you up to hurt myself

 

And it worked.

Yes it did

 

There is no you

There is only me

There is no you

There is only me

¡¡¡¡¡There is no fucking you!!!!!

There is only me

¡¡¡¡¡There is no fucking you!!!!!

There is only me

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The tiniest little dot caught my eye and it turned out to be scab

and I had this funny feeling

 

Like I just knew it was something bad

I just couldn't leave it alone, picking at that scab

Was a doorway trying to seal itself shut

But I climbed through

 

Now I am somehwere I am not supposed to be, and I can see things

I knew I really Shouldn't see

And now I know why (yea now I know why)

Things aren't as pretty

 

On the inside

 

There is no you

There is only me

There is no you

There is only me

¡¡¡¡¡There is no fucking you!!!!!

There is only me

¡¡¡¡¡There is no fucking you!!!!!

There is only me

Only-

Only-

Only-

Only-

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