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Biting keeps your words at bay Tending to the sores that stay Happiness is just a gash away When I open a familiar scar Pain is shooting like a star Comfort hasn't failed to follow so far And you might say it's self-indulgent You might say it's self-destructive But, you see, it's more productive than if I were to be happy And pens and pen-knives take the blame Crane my neck and scratch my name But the ugly marks are worth the momentary gain When I jab a sharpened object in choirs of angels seem to sing hymns of hate in memorandum And you might say it's self-indulgent you might say it's self-destructive But, you see, it's more productive than if I were to be healthy And sappy songs about sex and cheating Bland accounts of two lovers meeting makes me want to give mankind a beating! And you might say it's self-destructive, but you see I'd kick the bucket 60 times before I'd kick the habit SongtexteAnd as the skin rips off I cherish the revolting thought that even if I quit there's not a chancve in hell I'd stop And anyone can see the signs mittens in the summertime "Thank you for your pity, you are too kind" And you might say it's self-inflicted but, you see, that's contradictive Why on earth would anyone practice self-destruction? And pain opinions are sitcom feeding They don't know that their minds are teething makes me want to give mankind a beating I've tried bandages and sinking I've tried gloves and even thinking I've tried vaseline I've tried everything And no-one cares if your back is bleeding They're concerned with their hair receeding Looking back it was all maltreating Every thought that occured misleading makes me want to give myself a beating... Aus Songtexte Mania