I want to open up my guts
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And crawl inside to make a home
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And nestle up inside the steaming softness silent and alone
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I want to pull apart the things you think that matter
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Cause to me nothing is everything, just a vacant listless clatter
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And I bury myself underneath myself
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I will not reach or call for help
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I want to do this on my own I want to feel it in my bones
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I want to know the ugliness that wraps around me
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So I open wide and die inside
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Forget the things the world said I could be
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ThereĄŻs nothing for me
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Nothing I want to be
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And I am nothing now and free
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The nothing's in love with me
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DonĄŻt you think itĄŻs funny how the dirt just piles up on me?
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And IĄŻm being crushed but baby hush
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You know it doesnĄŻt matter very much
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To know the nastiness and roll around in piles of this
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And yawn into the stinking hiss then close it tightly in my fists
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When I am gone IĄŻll leave no bones, no dust, no death, no love, no home
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Just emptiness and all of this is nothing nothing nothing, IĄŻm alone
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So wave goodbye and close your eyes and never take off your disguise
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The world is ugly when you take it off, go on and live your life
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And leave me lying here the world will never shed a tear
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For idiots who die like us and never ever know something thatĄŻs real
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The Dirt
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