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I can crawl into your mind, see
I can always cut you down to my size, huh?
Always have to watch 'cause I'm on the prowl,
24 just to find a bit of space that is vacant inside.
You give me credit for my smartness
but your mono minds complicate my simplicity.
Not Omni-present but I wish I was.
I am just a scar if you had been born to the King.
I've got a problem: I can't move within your ways
You've got a solid that I've never moved away
and I desire you to die!
I am persistent and I will not give you in.
I lusted you from the moment you changed skin.
So please, won't you be me?
You've got to like me.
Even when you're at the top I will still go possess you.
When you're in distress I will come concentrate all my energy
create a distraction that will form a way, it's a simple equation.
Crawl to my side
I am here, and I'm waiting
For you to dine in my arms
Come and make me!
You can't deny me!
I'll even shine like an angel
and everyone will think that I am something beautiful.
People will worship the thing that I am
just as long as they don't see my hate.
i cannot give my soul to you.
A perfect friend took it far away from me.

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Desire Of The Son Of Morning
Beanbag



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