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If only good vibes
Grew from vines like grapes
My anger lingers
Far beyond by blind faith
Ain′t making peace a nasty game
She is a boulder
Unmercifully fixed upon my back
I smile through every panic attack
And I hope she lets go
While begging for more
As the unknown beyond
Steadily taps at my door
I won't ask for your help
′cause I'm the perfection queen
My crown beckons for me
To feed the machine
And nobody else can do it like me
Tearing me down so gracefully
While I bleed
My hands are still
I can do anything and I will
For my next trick I'm taking control
With an honest liar′s vitriol
I′ll tell you my big secret
Your queen can sting like bees
You know I wouldn't hurt a fly
But can′t a girl have fantasies
The only prey she wants is me
Aren't you tired of being so numb
Aren′t you tired of feeling so blue
Sick of being told
That happiness is waiting for you
Grind a little more, toe the little line
Feast your starving eyes
Until you go blind
Fooled myself once again
With a fallacy of who I could be
A rosy cheeked parody
A manic pixie dream
Surrendered my time, wasted away
Oh what might they sing about me
After I've laid in my grave
My hands are still
I can do anything and I will
For my next trick I′m taking control
With an honest liar's vitriol
When you win
When you win
When I feed
When I feed
The Machine
When I sleep
When I sleep
Our history was
Our history was
Our history was
Written by victors
Written by victors
Victors of war
Grew from vines like grapes
My anger lingers
Far beyond by blind faith
Ain′t making peace a nasty game
She is a boulder
Unmercifully fixed upon my back
I smile through every panic attack
And I hope she lets go
While begging for more
As the unknown beyond
Steadily taps at my door
I won't ask for your help
′cause I'm the perfection queen
My crown beckons for me
To feed the machine
And nobody else can do it like me
Tearing me down so gracefully
While I bleed
My hands are still
I can do anything and I will
For my next trick I'm taking control
With an honest liar′s vitriol
I′ll tell you my big secret
Your queen can sting like bees
You know I wouldn't hurt a fly
But can′t a girl have fantasies
The only prey she wants is me
Aren't you tired of being so numb
Aren′t you tired of feeling so blue
Sick of being told
That happiness is waiting for you
Grind a little more, toe the little line
Feast your starving eyes
Until you go blind
Fooled myself once again
With a fallacy of who I could be
A rosy cheeked parody
A manic pixie dream
Surrendered my time, wasted away
Oh what might they sing about me
After I've laid in my grave
My hands are still
I can do anything and I will
For my next trick I′m taking control
With an honest liar's vitriol
When you win
When you win
When I feed
When I feed
The Machine
When I sleep
When I sleep
Our history was
Our history was
Our history was
Written by victors
Written by victors
Victors of war
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