I can’t forget your temptation.
The lust from years of hiding behind a steel curtain.
Depression of my mind is only temporary.
Black widow entice me in your web, entice me.
But know webs fucking burn.
Innocence is only a fucking relic.
Look at me like you look at yourself in the mirror.
Do you see what’s become of the one you betrayed?
Do you feel the anger knowing I made it out okay?
Does it make you feel beautiful?