| Nobody understands how I do feel
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| Just not complete not finished not real
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| Got all fingers all hands all toes
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| Still I have some personal foes
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| Ten fingers are too much
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| Same goes for the toes
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| No need for all those limbs
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| Amputate 'till I am complete
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| It’s since I was born
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| I feel so unfinished
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| Cut off what I don’t need
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| And make me a crippled complete
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| This desire I can’t explain
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| Amputation under any kind of pain
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| I know and feel it in my heart
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| Amputate at least one body part
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| I wanna live without a hand
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| Society just do not understand
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| They give me names they call me sick
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| But it’s a sexual desire and not a tick
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| Apotemno
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| Wanna cut off every unimportant part
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| They think I am wacko and not very smart
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| Others like children, animals or pain
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| I swear for amputation that’s my favorite game
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| Apotemno
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| Philiac
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| It is my sexual need
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| Saw all of 'till I’m complete
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| A living torso is what I am
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| So leave me alone goddamn
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| Take me serious and accept
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| Total amputation is my concept
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| Self-multilation to the limit
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| Apotemnophiliac |