Conflict

It's a thing called pain
Touches you like a showery rain
I can't pretend like I don't hate
I'd love to tell you straight

The anguish inside i felt
And the damage that you dealt
To long it took to get over you
Like trying to unstick glue

The rage still burns like a fire inside
I died a little which I hide
You'll never know the truth
I'll remember it as my foolish youth

Out of my mind il rip your face
And in time your memory i will erase