Caught in a constant state of denial, paired by unwillingness to deal with your
Godly
Trepidation marks your compulsive needs, always at the centre of attention
Godly, ungodly
You fail your own contemplations, because in failure you find a wanton curse
Characteristic of your reflections, is to make the situation worse
If you're born again, then that’s alright
But behavioral symptoms do not betray
And now it's plain in sight lest we forget, emotionally impaled
Your complex precedes you
Duality exaggerations, pointless strain placed upon those so godly
Sought augment contradictions, torn between pleasure and guilt
Godly, ungodly
Conflict at your discretion, your senses drawn to and fro
Dislodging all solutions, never take into account how much you owe
Lies, compromised?
Visceral compulsion bears no vanity
Indulge me, You never valued feelings other than your own
We always saw, the emphatic rules you subscribe
Disingenuous, could never see beyond your own lies
