devil’s/speak

By VCTMS

On Pain Processing II

Released on February 13, 2026

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I wonder if you meant it

Any of the times you said it

Or did you just regret it

Every second, every minute

The sad part is

I could never hate you

After everything

I still forgave you

It doesn't make sense

Why I'm still upset

Still hanging onto everything

You ever said

Nights I spent wondering

Why wasn't I enough?

You left me lying on the floor

With my ribs crushed

I wonder if you meant it

Any of the times you said it

Or did you just regret it

Every second, every minute

Did you mean it?

When you said it

Just regret it

Every minute

Even love is ruthless

And these wounds are proof

That we survive

But at the cost of being used

Why do I always let

The wrong ones in?

To give them the satisfaction

Of having them win

Well this time

I won't bury the hatchet

I want my revenge

You wonder if you meant it

Any of the times you said it

Or did you just regret it

Every second, every minute

I never had it that good before

I felt so alive

Till I bled out on the floor

The one that stood out

From the rest

Ended up as buckshot

Through my chest

Fucked me up

Like an all out blitz

Had to get a fix

Got a 9 from the 6

Going at a full clip

Real shit

No tricks

Bad luck

Bad bitch

Fuck you

Feel this

What's it worth

To feel your pain

When it soon discovers rage

And we've grown to resent each other

Push ourselves away

Pushing down the pain

Putting faith in you

Was my only crime

Your words

Are poison dripping off the vine

I cut out every memory

Till you're fucking dead to me

I still hope you fucking hurt

Just like I did

You never deserved

Any ounce of my kindness

You know that I heard

You fucking survived it

Still hoping you're breaking

Under your vices

You'll never hurt

In the ways that I did

I regret all the times

That I fucking forgave you

Used to abuse

So I'm easy to lie to

Still wondering

Why did I love you?

When I couldn't even trust you