Self-Destructive Pattern
feel the tension
of rejection
preach it out with a therapy
the confusion
and seclusion
turns it into my deformity
never trusted
mal-adjusted
I've become my own
on a mission
a decision
giving up what's inside of me
saying
it's all around me
? and killing me
the ?
to surround me
? killing me
it's what I can't control
what I can't control
what I can't control
in me
born again
I feel so hollow
torn again
my senses fade
born again
without the sorrow
born again
without the blame
what's the solution
it's all inside me
the position is killing me
the evolution
?
? killing me
it's what I can't control
what I can't control
what I can't control
in me
born again
I feel so hollow
torn again
my senses fade
born again
without the sorrow
born again
without the blame
I can increase the treatment
it won't suppress the feelings
or stop the way I'm getting used to the pain
break it down
self-destructive pattern
break it down
self-destructive pattern
it's what I can't control
what I can't control
what I can't control
in me
born again
I feel so hollow
torn again
my senses fade
born again
without the sorrow
born again
without the blame
Dziewczyna daje anons matrymonialny: "Poznam pana, ktory nie bedzie mnie bil, nie odejdzie ode mnie i ktory bedzie dobry w lozku". Po kilku dniach slyszy straszne walenie do drzwi. Zagladajac przez "Judasza"nikogo nie widzi. Otwiera wiec drzwi, a tam lezy na wycieraczce pan, ktory nie ma nog ani rak. Mowi:
- To ja jestem tym mezczyzna, ktory w stu procentach odpowiada Pani wymaganiom. Nie bede Pani bil, poniewaz nie mam rak. Od Pani nie odejde, poniewaz nie mam nog.
- No ale jak tam jesli chodzi o seks?
- A pani mysli, z czym to ja walilem do drzwi?
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