It's Better That You Don't See The Real Me For The Sake Of Your Nights

late nights with just me and that flashing line. I put my fingers to the keys but nothing comes out. the output im allowed is taken by one oversized mouth that doesnt know when to shut up if it slit its throat. I'm just as bad as the next person the lies just slip off my tounge like cars off bridges. maybe if I do it enough I can convince myself that its true.