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Earworms.
01:15
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She is screaming, perfect
Her cries can make my heart skip
I want to feel her skin rip
I plan to have this bitch again for breakfast lunch and dinner
I’ll eat her juicy flesh until there is nothing else left
This shit is the consequence of violence in mainstream cinema
I am now the director and you now are my muse
And in this scene I want to see your puny mind unravel
We will not stop if you are dead
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Scratch Me, Sniff Me.
01:46
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Touch my skin
I need to feel
Scratch me
Sniff me
Hit me
Hurt me
I need to know I’m real
I’m alone and I’m terrified
I am in the dark with no clue if I’ll live or die
Don’t tell me I must be polite and happy
You cut out my heart with your smile
But I know you’re dead like me
Welcome to my pyre
Cleanse yourself in my fire
Goodnight darling
Rest in peace
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Dig with your left hand
Wipe with the other
Make me a hole and bury my soul
When this world ends
Read my lips
Every line
My flesh is stale bread, my blood is sour wine
I am a ghost
Sweet rapture
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Porcelain Lover.
01:26
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She slips into another coma
I hold her head above the rim
In seven hours this will be over
Tomorrow this begins again
I am a child that’s lived a lifetime in fifteen years
My escape is this old photo of faces that I don’t know
I want to be there
I live in pictures
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