Låttexter: American Chaotic. Embodied [EP]. Marionette.

We loved with a love that was like dead-ended romance,
A one-sided affair that reaked of bad circumstance.
Doing all that I could to keep a smile on your face,
But you wiped me with your shit, you're a fucking putrid disgrace.
You're just a dead memory, a portrait of hilarity.
I never turned my back, kept you safe with my charity.
You watched me die with your childish mentality.
But now you're nothing, a poster-child of immaturity.
I'm not your marionette puppet anymore,
I'm not your yo-yo to play with when you're bored.
I won't pick you up off the ground when you are torn.
I'll merely spit on you with indifference and retort.
No more metaphors to hold you up on high.
You've missed all that I've done, how hard that I had tried.
The biggest fights put up about the whitest lies.
You've lost the best you've had, now cry those shit-brown eyes.