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Verse 1 (type a)



A simple pain in the side

Treading fairly softly

Initiation untied

Careful calculation

Begins to chide

All the usurpations

Culminate into a great divide



And you don't understand

And you don't understand





Verse 2 (type a)



The simple pain developing

Stomping on eggshells

Formerly enveloping

A fragile heart's

Uneven palpitations

Engorging in exoneration

Makes you feel good with nothing



And you don't understand

And you don't understand





Chorus (type a)



You always thought what

You couldn't see, couldn't hurt you

You never thought there

Might be someone there who

Would do anything for you

Without a need to forget

You gave no chance to regret

Your eyes were open

So I must be invisible





Bridge 1



Now I find you found me after all

I wasn't so hard to see you just didn't care

To let me in that you knew, you let me suffer

With misanthropic cruelty not despair

So my feelings are different as you might imagine

Your spiteful derision echoes so loud

The excision of my heart has left you so proud

Your spiteful derision echoes so loud

The excision of my heart has left you so proud





Verse 1 (type b)



Wretched treachery the impetus

Born out of necessity

Incessantly impetuous

Integral indemnity, denied

My side, a stone personified

The skin beneath my fingernails

Lingers from the last time I died

The raping leaves a gaping hole

In feeling, anger rises up

The raping starts the scraping

Separating, the bottom from the top

The anger rises up





Verse 2 (type b)



A swing and a connection

No protection from the terror

And inflection of direction

By the bearer of life

Giving simple solitude

And idollic fortitude

Strengthening misbegotten truths

Not knowing what you have to do

To justify the crucifying of reason

The anger rises up





Bridge 2



Logic from its wrists

Tragic history and myths

Intellect dies but doesn't rise

On the third or any other day

Its word misunderstood

And underused is gone away

The anger rises up





Crossover(i made this name up cause I dunno what else to call it)



If you woke up without your spite

Could you begin to manage benevolence?

If you could figure out what's right

Would you still fall in the wake of malice's insistence?

And would you try to right the wrongs

Or would you just move right along?

It seems obvious that you don't care

Or could it be that you don't understand?





And another change of which I don't have a name for...



You removed a heart from someone

Whether you wanted to or not

This kind of hurt cant be undone

Whether you want to or not

Bleak and frigid now describe me

You removed my very soul

A deep aversion broods inside me

It's replaced my absent soul





One final change...



I blame you not because it's easy

Merely because it is your fault

You performed your famed removal

By pretending to not see

What I'd hoped to give and receive from you

Invisible is all I was to you

And it hurts.