She's made of hair and bone and little teeth

And things I cannot speak

She comes on like a crippled plaything

Spine is just a string

I wrapped our love in all this foil

Silver-tight like spider legs

I never wanted it to ever spoil

But flies will always lay their eggs

Take your hatred out on me

Make your victim my head

You never ever believed in me

I am your tourniquet

Prosthetic synthesis with butterfly

Sealed up with virgin stitch

If it hurts, just tell me

Preserve the innocence

I never wanted it to end this way

But flies will lay their eggs

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