𑣲𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅'𝒔 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒏𑁤

my soul is sullied with tainted dirt

i have blood on my hands

you don't know the parts i had to kill

the things i had to hurt

the lamb

i slashed her while she bleated

i pulled her wool bare

she begged me not to

i heard her wail as i pulled every fibre

stop saying my name like that

such a word should never leave lips like yours

when you're so kind and helpful

stop calling me good or gentle

what do you see when you look at me?

tell me so i can learn that part to be

you don't really know me

if you unstitched this soulless body

you'd find nothing but a black spot

there would be no organs nor heart

just clay shaped like a person that you'd want to tear apart

you're in love with this house i staged

don't you like the flowers in the passageways?

(oh yeah, they're plastic-)

liar! fake!

i'm not smart

i just repeat the clever things i heard

i'm not hardworking

i'm not even kind

i only show sweetness when someone is watching

you'd be so dissatisfied

don't look in my closet

or you'd see the skeletons i had to hide

there's a part of me that shouldn't be loved

and yet you love it anyway

it could be considered a sin

to be held by hands so clean

they'd never touch me

if they'd seen

the places i've been

i don't deserve you

i'm unworthy