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I am a maniac, i see past ghouls,
i love to break you apart, must be rules,
wear you on my mind, golden crown,
and i'm not too loud if i don't see you around,

walk in the room and my face lights up,
like i just found priceless jewels, it feels right huh?
well then why turn your face away, must not,
be into anything i have currently got,

so i try to turn it off and show you less,
all at once my gates swing open to stress,
cause i'm tired of throwing but never receiving,
girls always leaving only see em when i'm dreaming,

how can actions speak louder when i talk more?
i'd understand your opinion if i happened to fuck more,
what i say may not be screamed but it's still all from the heart,
watch my face as i pretend not to care every time you depart.