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Spit
03:42
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I'll suck the juice from the forbidden fruit until my belly bursts. I'll suck the blood out, too.
I'm not the brave one.
Despite what you think, it's not me.
I'll wash away under the ocean, to the pull of the waves.
No fighting can stop it now.
You're the brave one, despite what you think.
"When Life Hurts" is sounding mighty appealing.
I swallow and spit.
I'll swallow and choke on it.
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Whetstone
05:04
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You want a piece of me?
What would you like?
Slice some fat off my stomach, maybe a juicy cut off of my back?
You want a piece of me?
I can't say I'm surprised.
Like a hot knife through butter, part the skin, sink it in, but I'm empty inside.
This blood on my lips, I can't believe I'm salivating as you're licking it.
You drag me to water, force me on my knees, and make me drink.
Steel to whetstone.
Wood to ash.
Steel to whetstone.
Steel to flesh.
But you, you're just a sad mess.
You are a sad, sad, sad, sad mess.
You're piling the dirt on the grave that you dug.
I'm piling the dirt on the grave that you dug.
They're piling the dirt on the grave that you dug.
We're just piling the dirt on the grave that you dug.
It's not the first time, and it won't be the last time.
But somehow I still hope that you will find rest.
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