closet master reveal yourself clenching the truth in your throat choking on an abundance of lies i've broken it down one more time i stand and observe the puppets preach if i could cut the knotted strings instead i have to grit my teeth no control... what might have i done put your mind in my hands i'll break it down another time leaving this hate aside tie me up and tie me down tell me a secret, i'll tell you a lie rise to your behalf of the blame stand-up to tell me what is right or wrong contradict this friendship we once had play the deceiver while you preach pleasure me... pleasure my head... wishing you dead backstabbing... to gain a higher standard mistrust... distrust... a higher ground... a higher you well f** that... a channel of degradation through this misunderstood form of communication seduction of the mind... climbing walls like hordes of rats our plagued feelings of undying lust speak... lips sealed... stolen... secret... your eyes they lie... can't hold... it in... your mouth speaks f**... hope you... choke boiling point of my brain... driving my inner insane sink the quest... stolen identity worst time... last time surrounded br betrayal a plea for forgiveness ramblings of a mad idea intake the abuse tolerance... the system an excuse for this release lost time... explore the just cause a broken verse of points a key to lock the stride to be deceived again apologies unnacceptable... through discourse taping the mouth shut... during intercourse i lust your sweet distrust... crawling through your sh** keeping your mouth shut you couldn't conceive it lost this game of yours it made you deceive me lies being spoken... untrue are you afraid to see me stand your ground... a loss standing in this room alone blank spaces on peoples faces question marks in my mind wished years of agony on myself heal... this... self-blame equal sides confused this... the thread that intertwines soul... the mind of selfishness lost... all these hungry mouths transmissions from tempest bite... the nonsense comes out my... rumors that one lives tongue... speak the goddamn truth cinema of fury a promise of lies must be left to make good for yourself boiling point pressures inside... twisting my secrets into lies