Blasphemy
I bite to break skin, blood and tissue Earaches and concussions. Cockroaches and fairytales, no remorse for the lightweight. I don't have a girl, where is she at? Paranoid delusions ... Nowhere and nobody, no more promises if your not sane in mind. I never thought of brainwashing ... release me to connect. Warm regrets, Honestly, I can honestly say, I don't know what love is.
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