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Pain
What are you planning?
Why are you shouting?
Always drinking
Always pouting
When she comes home with swollen lips
Tears stained red trying to earn tips
She whispered you the stars
And lets you dream afar
Though her body is broken
She hasn't felt
Pain
When he comes home with drunken lips
Drunken pants, thrusting hips
Screaming pleads and clawing hands
No, reality shall never land
And even though his body isn't awoken
He hasn't caused
Pain
And brother dearest with dirty lips
Cussing, slurring, and beating, yips!
With heavy shoves he puts me down
Harshly caressing, tugging my clothes, my frown
And though his body is token
He hasn't seen
Pain
And most prophet of all, sister dear with yelling lips
She would hit, scream, bruising hips
I have no more space for your blade
Give me a minute master, then back to my cage!
And though she's not soft spoken
She hasn't been in
Pain
I have been
It's my sin
to bear, can't you see?
Trying to hurt me?
That's great
But you missed your chance
You're too late
Haven't felt pain since the summer of '08
Well… Not true
But I'd be weak to feel pain from you
And that's what I am
Weak
A freak
Just to seek
A chance
To romance
My inner angel
She doesn't know my angle
So when you cussed me out at 3 A.M.
You weren't hurting me man
With your poison
Hitting my paranoia
But you wouldn't know
Because even you sow
With your razor tickled wrists
And your thighs and their slits
And flaws with your body
While your daddy had gotten naughty
And your one way mirror
Just to see her
Yes, it's true, even you
Haven't felt
Pain...
Why are you shouting?
Always drinking
Always pouting
When she comes home with swollen lips
Tears stained red trying to earn tips
She whispered you the stars
And lets you dream afar
Though her body is broken
She hasn't felt
Pain
When he comes home with drunken lips
Drunken pants, thrusting hips
Screaming pleads and clawing hands
No, reality shall never land
And even though his body isn't awoken
He hasn't caused
Pain
And brother dearest with dirty lips
Cussing, slurring, and beating, yips!
With heavy shoves he puts me down
Harshly caressing, tugging my clothes, my frown
And though his body is token
He hasn't seen
Pain
And most prophet of all, sister dear with yelling lips
She would hit, scream, bruising hips
I have no more space for your blade
Give me a minute master, then back to my cage!
And though she's not soft spoken
She hasn't been in
Pain
I have been
It's my sin
to bear, can't you see?
Trying to hurt me?
That's great
But you missed your chance
You're too late
Haven't felt pain since the summer of '08
Well… Not true
But I'd be weak to feel pain from you
And that's what I am
Weak
A freak
Just to seek
A chance
To romance
My inner angel
She doesn't know my angle
So when you cussed me out at 3 A.M.
You weren't hurting me man
With your poison
Hitting my paranoia
But you wouldn't know
Because even you sow
With your razor tickled wrists
And your thighs and their slits
And flaws with your body
While your daddy had gotten naughty
And your one way mirror
Just to see her
Yes, it's true, even you
Haven't felt
Pain...
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