| You’re not so tough now, without your fingers
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| I’d like to see you try and shoot a fucking arrow now
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| And with these eyelids, that I have severed
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| I will attach them to my wall so he can watch you die. |
| watch you die
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| The pain of silence and isolation has made me cold
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| Premeditated and filled with blood lust
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| I have my way again
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| And when its over
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| I’ll dump their bodies with no regard for clues
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| Was cupid, awake when you hacked apart this body?
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| You brought this on yourself, with all your words of poison
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| Another severed head to pride upon my mantle piece
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| And in the silence of what was so distorted
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| I slash my wrists
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| Ive had eternity to sit and plot your death
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| And very day that passes I am left without a heart
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| And in the silence of what was so distorted
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| I slash my wrists
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| The pain of silence and isolation has made me cold
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| Has ripped my heart out
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| The pain of silence and isolation has made me cold
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| It left me for dead
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| It left me with nothing |