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Weighing in, to squeeze out something you know Pry it further maybe the truth is hiding down your throat Felt the fear with my hand in your chest Caught in the lie Now you can wear it on your fucking head Wear my name so you don't forget it Does it burn? Cleansing the shit from birth Lick my fingers while you scream and guess the safe word Hung by a thread Made of your skin Be the art of my perfect vision Closer By the inches of my third limb Left regret underneath the bridge Crushеd my soul, lined it up then snorted it Raisеd by throbbing thoughts of rage One step to becoming God When I see you again I'll be enjoying the stench You left in the same place Aus Songtexte Mania