(Sadistik)
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I'm a victim of an over-active limbic system
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Follow me and you will know the madness that I live in
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No magic, just an open casket criticism
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Carry me inside or you can bury me alive right
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When we met it was innocent enough
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I said hi it's nice to meet you I am mister self destruct
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I'm in your blood you're a victim of the rush
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But you're flirting with disaster when you kiss and tell my love
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Make more beds of nails so you can stay warm
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Sang chords in a medley 'til my face tore
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Pray for living dead that walk and pace forth
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Rain pours in my head, it's called a brainstorm
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This game you're playing is so tedious
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Black out on white lies and blame it on bulimia
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Yea, now I'm saying all your secrets huh
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Should've thought twice before you grazed with your demon's touch
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No disrespect but the real love doesn't show
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'til I kiss your neck and my steel tongue cuts your throat
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I feel numb when the tears run uncontrolled
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Like it's synthemesc and I steal some of your soul
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Until the self-help starts
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When you'd bite my heart to see if it was really made of gold
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I extinguished flames until hell fell dark
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And buried bodies under floorboards like Tell Tale Heart, so run
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(Yes Alexander)
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I will watch you pray
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As the steel shaft enters your brain
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Tell me baby how many times
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One thousand tries
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And you're still alive
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(Cage)
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I don't really think that I'm often ill
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What would you wear to death a cross or nil
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Should've known she was only out to fill
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Some sort of void I was out to kill
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Any time left was the sand that fell
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Anything to keep me from standing still
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Spend it like you happened to land a mil
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Wake up throwing up random pills
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You want to feel it under your bones in your marrow
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You hope cupid ran off with more arrows
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Better off in passage ways to find pharaohs
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When the road you walk is too narrow
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Start flying stop falling
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Like you did when you first stopped crawling
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Threw it all on the table and went all in
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Cause I knew it had to be my calling
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(Sadistik) x4
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Nothing's what it seems, life is but a dream
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And I'm busy sleepwalking to find out what it means.
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Russian Roulette
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| Sadistik |
