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my cuts bleed
bring the pain I'm in chains
chained to the greed
in need of your artistry to break me
each cut and welt bleeds my insanity
do you know my voice?
do you hear me in your sleep?
taste me in the desire
provoke my anger
poke at my faith
I put my trust in darkness
in the shadows I am Queen
my secrets are lies I'm saving for tomorrow
guile covers my scars
nothing more
nothing more
can you see me shining?
waiting on bated breath
for you to relieve me
why should I care?
why should I care?
don't leave me now
I can feel it coming can you?
the thing that hunts me
that haunts my steps
the knife is twisting
a forewarning this may get ugly
my conscious has some monsters
please don't judge me
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