You preach about “healing”
To dodge an apology
Scroll through your feelings
Like they’re some old movie

You call it “working on myself”
You mean “I’m ducking all the blame”
You sell your trauma as a brand
Then walk away unchanged

Hard hitting truths
Tastes sweet
Like candy coated razor on my tongue
We dress our damage up
Ass deep
Then brag about the darkness like we won
You want the pain
Not the cure
You love the drama
Not the wound
Hard hitting truths
So pure
They rot like sugar in the room

You text “I’m so toxic”
Just to sound self-aware
Turn every horror into gossip
Then call it “learning to repair”

You only cry when there’s a witness
Turn every scar into a stage
But you won’t sit one honest minute
Alone with what you hate

Hard hitting truths
Tastes sweet
Like candy coated razor on my tongue
We dress our damage up
Ass deep
Then brag about the darkness like we won
You want the pain
Not the cure
You love the drama
Not the wound
Hard hitting truths
So pure
They rot like sugar in the room

You say “I’m trying”
Past midnight
Same lies
You keep rewriting
The villain in your life

Maybe the monster
Is smaller than you think
Just your own reflection
You scrub out of the sink

Hard hitting truths
Tastes sweet
Like candy coated razor on my tongue
We dress our damage up
Ass deep
Then brag about the darkness like we won
You want the pain
Not the cure
You love the drama
Not the wound
Hard hitting truths
So pure
They bloom like poison in the room

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