Close your eyes kid
Breath deep, baby
Fetishise this syrurgical procedure
Of destruction
Fetishise this syrurgical procedure
Of destruction
Feel every piece of this pain
Slowly, somewhat erotic
It ain't the first time
And it won't be the last
Sleep after your sorrow hangover
Sleep after your sorrow hangover
The mornings are always hard
With the taste of the dreams
Staying too long
And then fading too fast
And then fading too fast
Swallow your tears
And sweat it out
As these verses
That only come to be born
In thick blood
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