Role Martyr X - Hurt
To find the strength to carry on
You put marks into your body
You talk at length how you're alone
And b**ch at all the famous parties yeah
Such a vision of pure loneliness
What an image you profess
Don't cha turn and walk away cuz
You're getting me depressed
In hopes you'd never be alone
You bore your cross around your body
It was in bad taste
Immolent and gaudy
Boy are you familiar
You're a vision of the loneliness
Add an image to the press
Ya turn and walk away
Cuz you're happily depressed
Inventing your own love loss
You invent your own success
I'm giving you a name boy
You're poor role martyr x
You're a vision of our loneliness
Like the one that predecessed
Return in other ways
Spend breathless depressed
Unlimited in lowliness
You're a ringer for success
I hope you find your pain boy
Our poor role martyr x
Get your gun get it
Get your gun get it
Get your gun get it
Get your gun and get away from me
Go
One takes one get it
One makes one
Is it one hates one
Is it one eats one to make a way for me
So were the visions of your loneliness
From an image on TV
Don't turn and walk away
Your depressed so happily
Inventing your own love
Lost envisioning success
I hope you die of pain our
Poor role martyr x
In a visionarial loneliness
There's a pattern that repeats
I really hate to say but
There's a similarity
Pontificating loves lost
He b**ches when he's blessed
Your living is in vain boy
Our poor role marty x
Since I am the most humble
I am the most humble
I am the most humble
Man in the world
I am the most humble
I am the most humble
I am the most humble
Man in the world
