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Ebm How the mind does shout for res
When the bodies shaken, yeah
Oh the tightness in my chest
Still yourC#m leaves I'm raking
Ebm Lord is this a test
Was it fun creating, yeah?
My god's a little sick
And he C#mwants me crazy
EbmWho,C#mAre Ebmyou
Who can say
It's ok to live through me?
Live to be
Part of me
You're a wrinkled magazinEbme Yeah...
Ebm Was it something that I said?
Was it how they're breaking, yeah
I'm so selfish, paying your rent
While yourC#m blood I'm taking
EbmYou,C#mSpenEbmd me
Like a tree
Dirty dollar bills for leaves
Dark in a sea
Of my seeds
And the tears on which you feedEbm A Ab YC#mou fEbmeed...
TEbmhe bAodAby iC#ms a Ebmtemple
A dormant alter
To where infantile men lie around
Itching and nibbling
For a small piece of sanity
Of which you can not give
Shit!!
EbmIndividuality
Buying pennies with my soul
And a little Heaven spent
While theC#m Hell I'm taking
TEbmhievC#mes Ebm
Parasites
Hide from life
You know they'll remember me
They are abhored
In self-worth
All that matters much to me
Yeah...
EbmC#mEbm
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