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Face value
Stare all the way to the bottom,
Seeing nothing new.
Snatching out my imperfection,
With disease all over my hands.
Obsessive,
Compulsive,
No blemish will survive while I'm alive,
Drawn, like gravity,
Itching till it bleeds,
Pain is welcome in perfection,
Dreaming in real time.
Coming to hours later,
You're a blood mess,
Think of a quick excuse,
Smile like there's something left,
This is all for you, and you don't even notice,
You cant rush perfection, I don't care if we're here all night
(i wasted this on all of you)
Gaze on perfect beauty, need my fleeting glance
Crave me like an overdose, pain like survival
Perfection accept no substitutes
Seeing nothing new.
Snatching out my imperfection,
With disease all over my hands.
Obsessive,
Compulsive,
No blemish will survive while I'm alive,
Drawn, like gravity,
Itching till it bleeds,
Pain is welcome in perfection,
Dreaming in real time.
Coming to hours later,
You're a blood mess,
Think of a quick excuse,
Smile like there's something left,
This is all for you, and you don't even notice,
You cant rush perfection, I don't care if we're here all night
(i wasted this on all of you)
Gaze on perfect beauty, need my fleeting glance
Crave me like an overdose, pain like survival
Perfection accept no substitutes
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