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a fevered dream never
I'm a self centered cunt
who can't help myself
telephone wires mis-communicate  
cut through the bullshit
ring, ring are you still there for me
a jolt goes through me when you come round
slit my wrists and bleed out
if you have doubts of my narcissistic love for you
it's cloying when you don't want me
cold if you come towards me
come at me with your steel razor truth
a thousand cuts will sing for you
the closer you get to me
the harder I'll dig at your lacquered veneer  
spiderweb entropy catches your feelings
but don't catch none for me
I'll leave you hanging
your misogynistic cunt
hates the part of me  
that makes you feel something
so pull back my fingernails
I can't stand you
stalking your mind
I'm in deep dealing with a mad genius
you wouldn't like me if you knew me
so grin and drool it's all fuckery

why do I feel so empty?
Written by smackdownraven
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