Skin Like Ribbon & Paper Tears
She makes up fables to run away, snake venom words and crocodile tears. Stabs me in the chest with a million spears. Cut my skin like a ribbon, with dull and rusty shears. Split the wall in two, majestic is the view. Everything beautiful reminds me of you. A solid nod to self reflection, this isn't the right path, going the wrong direction. Flame to the foil, straw to the oil. Nod and pray to a god you don't even believe in. I cancel the subscription! You are my worst addiction!
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