This is my skin, battered and blue,
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this is my body, broken for you
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This is my world, a sickening view,
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this is my blood which I spill for you
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Cut away the layers down to the bone,
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down there's the inner child from which I have grown
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Feelings bleeding, stripped, skinned and salted,
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I burnt and then pissed on all I ever wanted
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I'll gladly walk - that extra mile -
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cut my throat - to make me smile -
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I'm vandalised - I'm sacrificed -
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I'm stretched out wide -
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I'm crucified - I am crucified
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My guardian angel, bleeding on the deck,
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Cupid paralysed, with a broken neck
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My one and only prayer is my own death threat,
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the wages of sin, each and every regret
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Break my back, but you cannot crush me,
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kick the chair, but you cannot hang me
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Only happy when I see you fall,
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on top of your head, I always walk so tall
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Crucified
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Kill II This |