Hereditary Cycling of Their So-Called Love
You and that game you play so repetitive I don't know how you do it Painting a child as insane for your own control and enjoyment Push and provoke then mimic the victim a learned routine so oddly reminiscent you're aware of it's origin the original manipulator but you choose not to see and be your mothers perpetuator Must've been so confusing when your provider was your captor but now you're thirty-two and you can't recreate that chapter Passing on your traumas easier than facing the pain a child at heart afraid of being the same Rather corrupt the innocent and blame-shift the hurt than heal the wounds and leave the echo-chamber desert All of your secondhand words make the performance so obvious at least have some respect and tell the audience you recycled it Let me choose if I'll stay Didn't sign to be your duplicate you had full reign It was your self arbitrate Must be so nice to get away with murder it's easy t...