This Is All On Me

Advice from the gods
I've lost my decisions
It's all gone to pot
All that's left is submission
A rotten heart
That now chokes on the poison
Was a slave from the start
Break down and out of formation

I'm so lost
You seduced every part.
You've lost me
Maybe unintentional; my broken heart
The f***ing cost
I've been torn apart
You are blameless
The end, this is the start

This is all on me

The End

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