Degenerate
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The Diary: Page One
Degenerate
(claude s.)
All this time i wondered why
And when did it go away.
Everything i told you then
Turned out into an empty space...
All my dreams, i watched them
Slip away from me in a haze.
You will cover all my shame
And trust with a sea of hate...
You let me down...
Mercy is a concept that my
Soul will not accept...
All the fury of a thousand
Wounds i will not regret.
All i know is all i feel, and now i
Can't seem to find, a pile of
Words, and all the broken glory
Of a bloody crime...
You let me down...
Trust is soulless as the ends of
Days that i used to see,
Like a picture in a book i've
Read but don't dare to look.
Degenerated by a thousand words
That you used to say,
Can't believe that in my mind i
Wanted you to stay...
You let me down...
You let me down...
You let me down...