we suffer differently - sometimes i find it kind of fun
imagining how i'll explain the way i felt after it's all done
sometimes empathy is hard for me and it may be that that's how come

ruined your life as an afterthought
some sprinkles on the icing on the cake
the damage i've done has just become
a punchline to the jokes your old friends make

we are ghosts with guns
bop bop bop bop
if i didn't know it was harmless
i think i'd still take the shot

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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