She's on fire.
Inside.
While I'm burning
I'm cold and don't feel a thing
Insidious apprehension
Licks at the underside of my shoes
Crawling its way up
And up
And up...
It's unbearable
It is.
Uncomfortable in a thousand ways
Because she makes me numb
Shooting pins and needles
That paralyse my spine
Scraping her fingernails down
And down
And down
Oh, my apathy
Has never
Made room for such an enemy
Nor armed itself appropriately
Simply shrugged it's shoulders
Never thinking to question
The method to this madness
If we all go to hell
Then why does she dance above me?
Pulling the strings and calling the shots
My vindictive mistress
Needs nothing more than to draw blood
And watch me burn
Burn
Burn.
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