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(Ivy Yorke)

A song about a victim of emotional abuse acknowledging the effect their relationship is having on them.

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I know you're toxic,
Poison to my soul.
i know you'll hurt me
If you catch me whole.
Yet, still I savor
Your sugary kiss
Though I can do much
So much better than this.

You're sold on a platter
To the highest bidder.
No one sees the truth.
No one knows who you are.
I cover your weakness 
In shimmering gold flecks,
Molded in your image
As long as I'm needed.

I know I'm crazy,
Digging my own grave.
This love could end me
If I ever cave.
Yet, I still choose to 
Maintain status-quo.
Please don't lie to me.
I already know.

You're sold on a platter
To the highest bidder.
No one sees the truth.
No one knows who you are.
I cover your weakness 
In shimmering gold flecks,
Molded in your image
As long as I'm needed.

You're right when you're wrong.
I'm wrong when I'm right.
Where you throw your shade,
I always bring light.
You try to drown me
In all of your spite (in all of your spite)

You're sold on a platter
To the highest bidder.
No one sees the truth.
No one knows who you are.
I cover your weakness 
In shimmering gold flecks,
Molded in your image
As long as I'm needed.
© Ivy Yorke 2021