Hung in your room, swaying, hoping only that you'll see.
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All by myself, I'm alone in such poor company.
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The deeper I think, the deeper I seem to sink,
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I can't stop the insects that are feeding,
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pull the needles from beneath my skin.
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I broke myself, shattered, tied a bow around every piece.
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You'll love the eyes
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Have they always shone so vacantly?
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The more I show the less you'll want to know.
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I can't stop the insects that are feeding,
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pull the needles from beneath my skin.
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Now I'm on display.
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I am becoming.
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Hurt myself today.
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It's all for you.
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Do you like, do you like, what I'm becoming?
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Cut myself today.
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It's all for you.
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I part the night, flashing, approaching as I watch you flee.
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Pushed through your panes.
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Seems I've landed quite uncomfortably.
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But as I pass through souls of broken glass
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I can't stop the insects that are feeding,
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pull the needles from beneath my skin.
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Now I'm on display.
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I am becoming
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Hurt myself today.
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It's all for you.
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Do you like, do you like, what I'm becoming?
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Cut myself today.
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It's all for you.
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(Guitar Solo)
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Please don't ask me just what I think, trust me,
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you don't want to know.
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Please don't ask me to open up, trust me, trust me,
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'cause I can't.
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Can't stop the insects that are feeding,
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pull the needle from beneath my skin
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Now I'm on display.
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I am becoming.
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Hurt myself today.
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It's all for you.
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Do you like, do you like, what I'm becoming?
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Cut myself today.
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It's all for you.
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It's all for you.
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The Last Kiss
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| A.F.I. (AFI) |
