Stormtroopers aren’t built to be loved

Just trying to avoid heartburn and heartbreak one day at a time
I change direction but its still in a circle so I’m reciprocally inclined
Scribbling Roman Numerals on cave walls because I’m outta place
Streaks of old tears stream stains down creases on my face
But I still gotta tell the truth before I vanish without a trace
I’m always right when righting the wrongs that I caused all along
If I don’t narrate it myself who knows how they’ll tell it when I’m gone
Just trying to avoid heart aches and heart attacks from dawn to dawn
Every time I hurt you it hurts me that hurting is all you’ll ever want

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