Content warning: childhood sexual abuse, dissociation Alone, confused Tired of being used But what can I do I'm addicted to you We live in a reality Without any real honesty Where white is blue And we've all learned how to screw Can you see The hypocrisy in me yes it's true I can lie to you too I was only seven So I made her in my mind To smile through the sickness To carry what was mine Do you remember Ice cream in December For two long years words [...]
