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Broken promises and shattered dreams

Make up for all the conning schemes

Maybe I can lose myself

Since I can’t confide in someone else

It’s my little piece of sanity

My hope is injected into my shattered reality

What I really wanted

Was to get my hope back on track

But all I had was no slack

Your poison tried to kill me

But don’t you see?

I am rising from the ashes

I no longer have to take the bashes

I won’t have to have these scars

From all those god damn bars

No more fighting I will take

Because if I do my soul will break

This is the shattered reality that isn’t a dream

No this isn’t no pleasure scheme

Hell I was never trying to be mean

But you can never have my soul to clean

Broken promises  and shattered dreams

Is all I have left

Can you phase me what is a dream and what is the truth

Or do I need to kill you for the proof

Maybe the stars in the sky can give me a roof

But do I need to kill you for the proof

After all my shattered reality is smoking from a gun

All I was trying to do was to be someone

But maybe one day

Your fucking eyes will open and you’ll see things my way

But until that day

I live in a shattered reality only going one way

I am giving into the light of hell

I will not save myself by the bell