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Car Seat

The AC's off in this hot car
Sweat pours from my arms
Towards my seat and
Oh, my god, I think your Fallen wants me
Gone

The same sin again
This chain digging in
to my un-healing skin
As laughter in my ear begins

Your Fallen in my head
I know You want me dead
But this wants me to Live through something worse, I bet
And I'm not a gambler
Not a thief
I don't cause violence
I don't lose sleep
But in my waking time alone, I hear it like a buzzing phone...

           And now my body give in
           Hands turn me to moans
           Releasing whitest snow that
           Blankets me in cold

I started this when I was young
But now that I am grown
With my fiance in the other room I think it's more to show

            That I'm afraid of getting close

Now, as before when it was fun
My fingers on the gun
A Devil's laughter in my ears
I feel the time has come.
Written by knocked_out
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