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Bites
Taste you sadness
Take a mouthful
Sins are pointless
If they're not cruel
I'm locked in here for the day
And I notice this red dot
That appears where a tooth stays
When I think I amount to naught
Circles like bubbles
And bubbles like a dream
Since the only place free of betrayals
Is my bed's slumberous realm
And maybe I'm just tired
Tired of not being real
But you know if I get riled
Those might just take more time to heal
Hold me down or I will try worse
Hold me down or maybe I'll burst
Maybe I can survive a week without touch
Or maybe not, so I need you much
You gave me things that you took away
I can tell you that's no way to play
But I can't even make you pay
So I'll take the blame...
And I'll counterclaim what gives me pain
Bite your sadness
Mute the Angel
Press more or less
'Till it's all dull...
Take a mouthful
Sins are pointless
If they're not cruel
I'm locked in here for the day
And I notice this red dot
That appears where a tooth stays
When I think I amount to naught
Circles like bubbles
And bubbles like a dream
Since the only place free of betrayals
Is my bed's slumberous realm
And maybe I'm just tired
Tired of not being real
But you know if I get riled
Those might just take more time to heal
Hold me down or I will try worse
Hold me down or maybe I'll burst
Maybe I can survive a week without touch
Or maybe not, so I need you much
You gave me things that you took away
I can tell you that's no way to play
But I can't even make you pay
So I'll take the blame...
And I'll counterclaim what gives me pain
Bite your sadness
Mute the Angel
Press more or less
'Till it's all dull...
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