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::: Thisisreal :::

I’m digging this hole deeper with the lies I tell myself.
The ones you hear come out of fear and I can’t tell myself.
What’s real and what’s make believe are nothing but the same.
It’s no surprise so many lies have truths in root, ingrained.
I don’t care now, I may have then, convinced I’ll never know.
The difference between love, in love and what was just for show.
Prepare for landing, guilt crashing now in amber waves of shame.
Still in the end it’s me my friend who fairly shares the blame.
I’m digging this hole deeper with the lies I tell myself.
The ones you hear come out of fear and I can’t tell myself.
I’ll take your heart if I can have it and give up mine to those who stab it.
Please hack it out and lob it down make a mess and dance around.
I threw yours in the cold hot fire, watched it ignite, I didn’t think twice.
And his chucked in the dump back there now its eaten by some mice.
I found mine sometime last week in the eyes of a beautiful boy.
That precious little baby doll a life inside a toy.
I’m digging this hole deeper with the lies I tell myself.
The ones you hear come out of fear and I can’t tell myself.
The party’s here, the jokes on me, take what’s left it’s all for free.
I couldn’t sell this soul cause the devil wouldn’t buy it.
The flame is lit, the needle pricks, you know you want to try it.
I’ll kill you dead with no remorse and smile at the thought.
That once upon a fairytale you thought we had a shot.
Not one in hell could save me now, I can’t go back I don’t know how.
I’m digging this hole deeper with the lies I tell myself.
The ones you hear come out of fear and I can’t tell myself.

Written by: ~ Royale Fatale