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Hyperborean Queen
Came from a UFO looking human
From a Death Star of floating gold
No one knew your purpose
And if we tried we would burn.
I was a renegade
Full of contempt and self loathing
You were manic
your emotions stolen.
And iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii don't
Want to be the one to bruise.
And iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii don't
want to hide my hate
From you........
You would have never
Bled for me
Wept for me
You would have never
Given me
Anything at allllllll
You are
Dead to me
Bleeding free
On the flooooor....
You were my chemical bride
Fetus grown in chains.
Looked upon you for answers
But all I got was pain.
I was a renegade
Full of contempt and self loathing
You were manic
your emotions stolen.
And iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii don't
Want to be the one to bruise.
And iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii don't
want to hide my hate
From you........
You would have never
Bled for me
Wept for me
You would have never
Given me
Anything at allllllll
You are
Dead to me
Bleeding free
On the flooooor....
the manic queen of depression
irrational and controlling.
Mechanical fucking obsessive
Plague in your cold wind...
Plague in your cold wind...
Plague in your cold wind...
From a Death Star of floating gold
No one knew your purpose
And if we tried we would burn.
I was a renegade
Full of contempt and self loathing
You were manic
your emotions stolen.
And iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii don't
Want to be the one to bruise.
And iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii don't
want to hide my hate
From you........
You would have never
Bled for me
Wept for me
You would have never
Given me
Anything at allllllll
You are
Dead to me
Bleeding free
On the flooooor....
You were my chemical bride
Fetus grown in chains.
Looked upon you for answers
But all I got was pain.
I was a renegade
Full of contempt and self loathing
You were manic
your emotions stolen.
And iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii don't
Want to be the one to bruise.
And iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii don't
want to hide my hate
From you........
You would have never
Bled for me
Wept for me
You would have never
Given me
Anything at allllllll
You are
Dead to me
Bleeding free
On the flooooor....
the manic queen of depression
irrational and controlling.
Mechanical fucking obsessive
Plague in your cold wind...
Plague in your cold wind...
Plague in your cold wind...
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