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How does it feel, to have it all inside you?

You have to tell, to help reveal, how to put it all behind you

Nothing but cigarettes, and dried up cum

Tiny scrapes and clotted blood

Black stocking burn holes, mascara cried clean

Mercy for the weak is not what it seems

Everything is broken, even when it’s new

Everything means something, everything but you.



I’m barely squeezing the lies out fast enough

I don’t want to die, I just want the pain to stop

I’m barely squeezing the lies out fast enough

I don’t want to die, I just want the pain to stop



Blurred out of focus, distorted dream

Things are exactly as they seem

Simulated surroundings, simulated life

Just enough skin to hold the knife

I’m not sorry, no regrets, this... is what…

you... should get

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from Enharmonic Intervals, released March 1, 2008

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