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Actus Reus

There’s snakes among us
That I never bothered to find
Starry eyed and tongue tied
Blurting out and rambling
On and on and on, just hit repeat
On and on and on, one more time…

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You’re the nervous jury awaiting

And their guiltiest defender

Sucking on another infected scar

For an extra opinion to infer

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So hang your pity party in a closet

Because nobody ever wants to see it

So let all of your hateful hang-ups rest

Because literally no one gives a shit

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Let your empathy be sharpened

When your arguments are far too dull

Victimise your own worst assets

So nod your head and crack your skull

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And bully us into carrying your bullying

How the fuck do you think you’re so scot-free?

Kiss ass to your baby, obvious pretending

How the fuck do you think anyone’s gonna believe?

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Because you’re both the jury and the defender

And we’re just the prisoners lining up on your death row

Blame us for bullshit with damning evidence on your shoulders

And we can’t save ourselves, ’cause isn’t that just how your justice goes?

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Once again, I’ve burned
And borrowed one and two
Turned black and blue
Poisoned before but found the cure
And been exhausted again…

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Play Fetch Then, Motherfucker

Lash out for the sake of acting cute, the vulgar words you spout

Do you kiss your fucking boyfriend with that twisted mouth?

Stick the knife to his side and try to play it nice, well bully for him

We’re too used to it, so you let yourself bite some unmarred skin

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Black out for the sake of being modest, when virtue’s such a whore

Do you defend your boyfriend when he’s nothing but a fucking bore?

Bleed his mind and bark for him, but don’t put your poor dog down

And trample us, ’cause we’re all you have left to smear on your holy ground.

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Bullying Hope

I approve of the way you smatter with applause

To give false light to my aching cause

Your sovereign lies might get the pierrots on track

But I’m simply afraid all it does is make my heart crack

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I like the way you think I don’t watch over

When you pick up choices on a four-leaf clover

Luck? Decision? What it is you pursue badly?

Darling, ever think of joining proper reality?

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I quite fancy it when you fall over your face

To apologise for being such a frowsy disgrace

Like I’d care about you enough to accept it

Harsh? Not as harsh as the rock that caused your miserable shit

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I do find it amusing when you cannot even cry

Because of the thick wool pulled over your sad eyes

I should be thankful that there’s a big bad wolf

Gnawing on wool enough just to see the truth

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In fact, I love every single foolish thing that you do

The way you trip and worm your way around with iron shoes

But you know, there’s only one thing I surely loathe

And it’s the fact that I’m stupid enough to keep clawing at my own throat.

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