| I feel it welling up inside
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| And Robert Smith lied,
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| Boys do cry and with
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| Blood tears in my eyes I’m an Anne Rise novel come to life.
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| I can’t hide the monsters anymore.
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| One can, only feel desolate for so long until
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| One starts to change into
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| Something the mirror doesn’t recognize.
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| Metamorphosize.
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| The darkness has been biding it’s time
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| To claim its latest victim,
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| Fresh meat for carnal desires,
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| To become, what I became.
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| I viewed the sun for the last time.
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| Will you still hold me when you see what I have done?
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| Will you still kiss me the same,
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| When you taste my victim’s blood?
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| So crimson and red,
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| I feel it flowing from your lips. |
| (Crimson and red)
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| My heart is dead and so are you.
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| And it pulses through,
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| The desire to change, to deconstruct
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| All of my,
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| All of my past failings.
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| But where to begin because when you live in sin
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| It’s hard to look at saints,
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| Without them reflecting their jet black auras back on you.
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| And all I have is hope,
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| My inner burn’s not fading,
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| I’ll wipe the blood from my cheek and get on with my day.
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| Will you still hold me when you see what I have done?
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| Will you still kiss me the same,
|
| When you taste my victim’s blood?
|
| So crimson and red,
|
| I feel it flowing from your lips. |
| (Crimson and red)
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| My heart is dead and so are you.
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| And all I have is hope
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| And all I need is time
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| To bury in pine under six feet of time
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| The lies I told me about myself.
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| Claw my way out,
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| Pick the splinters from under my fingernails.
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| I won’t lose hope,
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| I won’t give in.
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| Just live and breathe, try not to die again.
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| Just live and breathe, try not to die again.
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| Just live and breathe, try not to die again.
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| Try not to die again.
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| Will you still hold me when you see what I have done?
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| Will you still kiss me the same,
|
| When you taste my victim’s blood?
|
| So crimson and red,
|
| I feel it flowing from your lips. |
| (Crimson and red)
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| My heart is dead and so are you. |