7 apr. 2007

so I can never be free dear
jag känner mig arg, min kropp känns arg
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I like the way you're so fucked up
Naked and wearing no makeup
I watch your pulse beneath your skin
Sometimes I wish I could crawl in

I don't care what you talk like
I don't care how you dress
I don't care 'bout your facial features
I couldn't care less
I don't need conversation
I've got nothing to say
I know what you're about
I want you, Inside out

I like the way your ''ribs'' contract
When you are lying on your back
The ''bruises you internalize'' eternalize
The thoughts behind those crazy eyes

Bitch so untamed but outside it, a work of art
But underneath it you're beautiful when you're torn apart
That's the fucking amazing shit the wish that makes you
Take the punishment to your heart as I squeeze it hard
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jag vill ingenting av det
inte mer

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