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i hate my naiveté
i hate that i saw you in everything and i loathe that i still do
the reflection of you falls in every raindrop
it duplicates in a cracked mirror
when i should be staring back in my own eyes
i see yours
those cracks don't form themselves
no, mirrors only shatter upon impact
the deadbolt in the door
the lifeline gone flat
the pin in the heart pulled back and removed
let me see what you really are
show me what you think you could be and i'd lift you up into the light
let you blaze among the stars
watch you burn in their fires
i thought you always wanted this?
why then do you shy away beneath my gaze?
i hope your heart explodes under the pressure of my eyes
i hope my glance is enough to put you in a coma
it wouldn't even reach the tipping point of my overflowing infatuation with your downfall
the crowd's gone silent and you stumble on your words
smile any harder and we might have a surgery on our hands
open heart, open eyes
i watch from the sidelines, shaded from the spotlights you beg for
upcoming starboy, due today
tell 'em all what they want to hear, will you?
give 'em something to root for
give me something to cry for
and when the curtains crash down, where will i be?
so, say your prayers and drown in the afterparty
be what i love to hate and don't forget the glitter.
i hate that i saw you in everything and i loathe that i still do
the reflection of you falls in every raindrop
it duplicates in a cracked mirror
when i should be staring back in my own eyes
i see yours
those cracks don't form themselves
no, mirrors only shatter upon impact
the deadbolt in the door
the lifeline gone flat
the pin in the heart pulled back and removed
let me see what you really are
show me what you think you could be and i'd lift you up into the light
let you blaze among the stars
watch you burn in their fires
i thought you always wanted this?
why then do you shy away beneath my gaze?
i hope your heart explodes under the pressure of my eyes
i hope my glance is enough to put you in a coma
it wouldn't even reach the tipping point of my overflowing infatuation with your downfall
the crowd's gone silent and you stumble on your words
smile any harder and we might have a surgery on our hands
open heart, open eyes
i watch from the sidelines, shaded from the spotlights you beg for
upcoming starboy, due today
tell 'em all what they want to hear, will you?
give 'em something to root for
give me something to cry for
and when the curtains crash down, where will i be?
so, say your prayers and drown in the afterparty
be what i love to hate and don't forget the glitter.
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Date: 2023-03-06 01:32 am (UTC)