Drain the life out of me for your own pleasure
For a temporary sense of relief and proudness
A temporary treasure and peacefulness
That’ll soon be forgotten like a shadow
Treat me like my worth is narrow
The time needed for you to be disappointed once again
While I think about that, drowning in pain
But what can I say? My pain your gain, right?
Don’t put up a fight, it’s alright
An angel descended from heaven when I make you proud
Otherwise I’m just a waste of air
Switching people to pour your sorrow into, going round and round
I pour sweat, blood, and tears but you still dare
While I’m not allowed to make a sound.
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