Consumption beating through the heart
Exhausted from the world still trying to fight
Seeing the good in people
Struggling with all their might
But no one knows who they are
Some try to buy the world
Some struggle to stay high
Reality is, everyone's just trying to fly
Cut off your own wings
Because you're going to be a star
These scars, they are just dings
They are going to make you stronger, my oh my
Do what it takes to bask in that light
Not seeing your own plummet
Consumption rooted in the heart
'Till broken and all you see is vomit
It is a beautiful disaster
To see every ones heart
Trying to cut strings to their master
When they can't even see the fight
Consumption pulsing through the vein
We only have our self to blame
You take what's fake and claim as fame
So through these eyes the world's insane
Seeing corrupting madness
Trying to battle it with kindness
Lions squandering like mice
These eyes can see the real price
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