To make hate a technique for coping with vulnerability, is to make a mistake with a blade in a room of enemies.
So you become yourself and them too within this room of nightmares. But right here you end it all. You kill them by killing you.
Or that part you hate. Is it really that hard? You use it for your armor, are you proud of that guard?
Anyone who comes close you stand clear without ’em. You stand alone. You die alone. Now show them how you’re ’bout it.
Show them how you’ve learned to hate when love makes them doubt it. Show them how you’d love to make believers of these doubters.
Revel in their chants, “You can’t make it here without us!” Let them see your tears don’t exist to hit these flowers.
So when they tell you love, you continue just to hate. When they hit the gateway to your heart, let them wait.
Prove it to me! Let me see! Show me something different! If not, then I ask you, what the fucks the point of living?!