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Spent my life looking for my mind i found my sight by being blind
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we are only puppets on a string
marionettes for pain and pleasure
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Then one day your great wings gave out..
but could not care for the deafening screams and shouts...
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With in your Eyes I see The Truth and the Lies
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Ancient faces flash within my mind
along with stories of lives stitched in Time..
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Drowning in the darkness that is herself.
she whispers "when will these, these fears be gone and dead?"
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Dowse this Scene in Gasoline..
Strike the match and watch it go..
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we're burning down the horzion
such a beautiful Coricidin Red..
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Deep in the Emerald City of The Drunken Saints
An Angel sits on a StoneWall with a glint of sadness
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As you swing in your Hangman's Noose,
the one by your own Greed and Lust for power,
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Thick red lines lay upon her wrist,
From and unfulfilled silent death wish
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I have walked around inside my Soul
Fallen outside my Body and Mind
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Red Devil,Red Devils
Come out and play,
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Underneath the Silver Moon
she spins and she twirls without a care in the world
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leave my heart and leave my mind
life with or without you is never kind.
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All the Colors have faded away
The Rainbow faces are now dark and gray
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She Dances on the ballroom floor
While his fingers dance upon the Ivory Keys
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jade green eyes,
sparks jealousy in all of the guys
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We'll soak ourselves in the White Fire and whipping flames,
Say our Mommies and Daddies are to blame
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Blood droplets spilled upon the floor
This broken life she wants no more
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I am your Disposable Jesus
Use me as you will
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My Silver Little Friend Screaming Salvation
A Crimson red and bloody soothing salvation
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Will you lift me when i fall,
Help me walk when i begin to crawl?
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no more blood, no more tears
no more running from my fears
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Your Touch was like a Razor / My Skin / Would Always Favor / Your Kiss Was like a Burn / When Will I Learn? / Your Words were like a Knife
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As I lay Crying on the Bedroom floor,
I'd wish you'd love me more
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My pain is your pain,
your pain is mine
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Her anger's-bane is silver and blood staind her crimson pain is filled with ridicule and mother's shame
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16 times I held the knife
16 times I fought for life
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I cut my wrist You cut yours I grabbed my heart
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my pain is my fight
my razor is my light
my sorrow is my shadow
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Her parent's lies cause her crimson cries Her blood staind tears chase away her deepest fears
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I press this cold hard steel
against my wrist
and wonder
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Always shunned and known as the "other son"
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The cuts are fresh
tearing the skin
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