Like A Fire 

So this is what you tell yourself  while laying awake at night, drinking red whine, waiting for a fight. 

 You know what you are, a monster like me.  Tied to the past, chained to whats left.  A fire burning up leaving scars on my body.  Just spreading like a wildfire. 

Tell yourself  those pretty little lies.  Dressed up desires that never get exposed. 

  So this is what you tell yourself while laying awake at night, drinking red while, waiting for a fight. 

  Maybe I’ve lost sight of who to trust.  Turn the corner , ready your gun. 

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