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Don't pity me I'll write you into infamy Under watchful eyes No room for lies No time for pleasantries Blast them into obscurities Don't pity me I'll write you into infamy Why bother with explaining It's all too emotionally draining Once again, it's just not fair And I'm trying hard not to care Don't pity me I'll write you into infamy Just pretend and save face I've already fallen from grace Ready, here comes my smile Even though I'm hurting all the while Don't pity me I'll write you into infamy Shh quiet, don't say a word Sorry just forget what you heard Don't listen, apparently I'm insane Driven mad from all this pain Don't pity me I'll write you into infamy I sit back and wait While the puppet master decides my fate It's a performance with no cause I'm dying to the sounds of applause Don't pity me I'll write you into infamy I could choose to lay it all out And finally confront the doubt But out loud, no I couldn't I want to though I shouldn't Don't pity me I'll write you into infamy I'll cut the strings and avoid the gaze And look beyond the deciteful haze Surpass that growing abyss And cannonize all of this Don't pity me I'll write you into infamy
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Jul 22, 2011
Jul 22, 2011 at 2:56 AM UTC
Don't Pity Me
Don't pity me I'll write you into infamy Under watchful eyes No room for lies No time for pleasantries Blast them into obscurities Don't pity me I'll write you into infamy Why bother with explaining It's all too emotionally draining Once again, it's just not fair And I'm trying hard not to care Don't pity me I'll write you into infamy Just pretend and save face I've already fallen from grace Ready, here comes my smile Even though I'm hurting all the while Don't pity me I'll write you into infamy Shh quiet, don't say a word Sorry just forget what you heard Don't listen, apparently I'm insane Driven mad from all this pain Don't pity me I'll write you into infamy I sit back and wait While the puppet master decides my fate It's a performance with no cause I'm dying to the sounds of applause Don't pity me I'll write you into infamy I could choose to lay it all out And finally confront the doubt But out loud, no I couldn't I want to though I shouldn't Don't pity me I'll write you into infamy I'll cut the strings and avoid the gaze And look beyond the deciteful haze Surpass that growing abyss And cannonize all of this Don't pity me I'll write you into infamy
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Jul 22, 2011
Jul 22, 2011 at 2:56 AM UTC
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