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Dec. 30th, 2010|10:48 pm |
It's time you see the world for what it truly is
A dead whore who's last words were fuck me again
It's time you see me for who i really am
I'm the walking, wounded, bleeding, clever lies from within
These hands have held the bloody corpse of my dead lover
And with your skin stretched tight i'll beat you till you're blind,
I'll do it to you before you do it to me, because we share the same sickness inside.
And with our hands clasped tight you'll beg me not to try,
I'll do it to you before you do it to me, because we share the same sickness inside.
I want to forget your face,
I want to forget the way you fucking taste.
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