| curdled like milk in the summer heat,
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| my skin’s gone soft, my head is spoiled,
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| my heart’s a rabid dog trying to
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| put its teeth in you,
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| you thought you saw light but it was forest fires eating me alive,
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| my limbs are dead and dry,
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| my ribcage cradles dirt and weeds,
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| i’m empty inside
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| and i will never be able to love you,
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| i couldn’t if i tried,
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| and i will lay down next to you,
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| but i fear a dead body would feel warm compared to mine,
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| cause i’m barren on the inside,
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| i’m barren on the inside
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| you tried to make love to my empty womb,
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| tried to stuff me like a doll
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| with pieces of you,
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| but it all seeps from my loosened seams,
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| i took myself apart
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| and cut off my strings,
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| and scraped the remains from my starving bowels,
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| collected them into garbage piles,
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| to try in bags, sink in the lake,
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| and bury at the bottom all my sad mistakes
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| cause i will never be able to love you,
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| i couldn’t if i tried,
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| and i will lay down next to you,
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| but i fear a dead body would feel warm compared to mine,
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| cause i’m barren on the inside, i’m barren on the inside |