CULTURE SCARS lyric prompts. | part ii.
ββββββ ββββ ββ ββ ββββββ ββββ ββ ββββββ ββββ ββ ββββββ ββββ ββ ββββββ ββββ ββ ββββ ββ ββββββ ββββ ββ| ββββββ ββββTHEΒ βFUNβ IN DYSFUNCTION.
1.Β βNix that moment of love ; earning your trust -- tear it apart for us.β 2.Β βMy vision is rough... It isnβt love. Tear it apart for us.β 3.Β βTainted flesh is all over the room... Toxic fumes make them nauseas.β 4.Β βBut I need it ; craving dysfunction and violence... Perfectly reacting as one.β 5.Β βDonβt let us die alone.β 6.Β βDonβt you like to feel this way?β 7.Β βDestructing all of the pictures of everything closely resembling us.β 8.Β βDestructing triggers of everything.β 9.Β βRomance ; a lacerated myth.β 10.Β βI see it every night... While feeding off the fights...β 12.Β βA reckless cycle of -- get out! Come back!β 13.Β βAlways keeping hope... Tugging at your soul...β 14.Β βParasitic love lines... Barricade us in...β 15.Β βGive me something I can hold onto. Something that loves to destruct as I do.
ββ ββββββ ββββ ββ ββββββ ββββ ββ ββββββ ββββ ββ ββββββ ββββ ββ ββββ ββ ββββββ ββββ ββ| ββββββ ββββTHE PEOPLE THAT PROTECT US.
1.Β βThereβs always a motive we canβt get around.β 2.Β βForcing the pieces ; framing the needed agenda ; choosing how to stun -- these are the ones paid to protect us!β 3.Β βThis is my cry for redemption! You owe me this! You owe me this!β 4.Β βWhen we call them out and sort through the fiction -- they silence it! Itβs over with!β 5.Β βAppointed crooks never get caught.β 6.Β βJustice system fabricated -- `` just us `` system!β 7.Β βTheyβre swearing on a book of verses -- thatβs supposed to make it true!?β 8.Β βTheyβre lying and the devil was the stateβs design!β
ββ ββββββ ββββ ββ ββββββ ββββ ββ ββββββ ββββ ββ ββββββ ββββ ββ ββββ ββ ββββββ ββββ ββ| ββββββ ββββBURN NICE AND SLOW.
1.Β βFeeding off of my cold insides was the doubt instilled around me ; second guessing... Not impressing... Silence will hide it...β 2.Β βMy existence is subpar when pityβs obsolete.β 3.Β βBracing the insecurities, you stayed, nudging me gently... Thank you, truly, for the love.β 4.Β βFuck the feeling I get when ( she / he / they / you )Β (Β tryΒ ) / tries to comfort me. What could ( she / he / they / you ) do?β 5.Β βThis was not the way I wanted it to be.β 6. βThis was not the way you wanted it for me.β 7.Β βTake your feelings and cleanse yourself of mine.β 8.Β βSlip away. Toss my things.β 9.Β βFuck the feeling I felt when ( she / he / they / you ) finally had enough.β 10.Β βTo my chagrin, I watched ( her / his / their / your ) love for me begin to... Burn nice and slow...β
















