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Who Am I
Feelings, that shit isn't included with this toy
I've already been broken so the warranty is void
My heart is a fucking bastard
My mind's a slave without a master
The body that you see spent to fucking long in hell
Just look at the scars that I carry for tats and you can tell
The spirit that should be within, left eons ago
I'm a vacant fucking house with no doors or windows
"Who am I" that shit rings through out every fucking dream
Am I time fucking stopped or existence getting reamed
The souls of the dead at times fill my head
I can hear the screams and see bodies dripping bloody red
The smell of their deaths fucking surrounds me
Shit, pus, and blood seasoned with their forever rotting bodies
"Who am I" reverberates again and again
The knocking has stopped, I've already joined the criminally insane
Just like Medusa, I shouldn't had been dealt a hand like this
Just like her, there is so much in life that I'm sentenced to miss
What was our crimes being born and denying the powers that be
Sentenced to live in solitude, grasping at wisps of sanity
Anything and anyone daring to approach is sentenced to a torturous death
Everything slowly and painfully leeched until there is nothing left
"Who am I" fucking ripping my universe at it's seams
Hahaha, this is I Is Me waking up from another wet dream
I've already been broken so the warranty is void
My heart is a fucking bastard
My mind's a slave without a master
The body that you see spent to fucking long in hell
Just look at the scars that I carry for tats and you can tell
The spirit that should be within, left eons ago
I'm a vacant fucking house with no doors or windows
"Who am I" that shit rings through out every fucking dream
Am I time fucking stopped or existence getting reamed
The souls of the dead at times fill my head
I can hear the screams and see bodies dripping bloody red
The smell of their deaths fucking surrounds me
Shit, pus, and blood seasoned with their forever rotting bodies
"Who am I" reverberates again and again
The knocking has stopped, I've already joined the criminally insane
Just like Medusa, I shouldn't had been dealt a hand like this
Just like her, there is so much in life that I'm sentenced to miss
What was our crimes being born and denying the powers that be
Sentenced to live in solitude, grasping at wisps of sanity
Anything and anyone daring to approach is sentenced to a torturous death
Everything slowly and painfully leeched until there is nothing left
"Who am I" fucking ripping my universe at it's seams
Hahaha, this is I Is Me waking up from another wet dream
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