I'm going postal
Spastic movements and spastic thoughts
Limbs swinging desperately around
As if I've lost my grip
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Rise above idolized lies
Crows have picked your eyes
Just like me you'll cry bloodshedded tears
But that should'nt prevent you to survive
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Seek seek, and you could see
all the six sides of a dice at once
rather unconventional than three-dimensional
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Oh, pretty, pretty face
These dimmed light makes it ugly anyways
Smooth mortal skin
Gives away everything
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Lights go around, this sidewalk night
Shirt-wrapped blood dripping fist wich I hold close to myself
Cutted and torn, my will be yours to hold
I'm starting to lose myself
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Some part of this world is cysted
Making it a hard time
Ones life ruïned by control
Thin waistline taken by chaos
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Breathe with a thousand sighs
Look at myself
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I'm destroying myself
I'm rotting in the dark
So cold
So thin
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I'm breaking out, I swear I really am
Thank you for the cake you gave me
I need nothing more than a nail file
I'll be out of here before...
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her spectacles have x-ray vision
no where to hide my skeletons anymore
still young but not for long, I'm already in decay
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