Its not so bad, to feel so cold.
I've dreamt of things, so much more vicious.
I've watched you obsess, that which you haunt,
In the shape of the shade, with the touch of the wraith.
I've felt a little worse, alot more depraved.
Yet this iniquity, seems so confusing.
I've felt the touch, that screams so silent.
In the shape of the vampiress, with the thirst for blood.
When I'm breathing,
While you're screaming.
When I'm crying,
While you're lying.
You'll be dying,
You'll be trying,
You'll be fighting,
For your life.
Im holding you under.
I've been falling apart, trying to find myself,
Inside of you, inside of you.
I'm ripping at the seems, letting go it seems,
May be impossible for me.
I've been searching inside myself,
For something to do, somewhere to go,
But its so fucking hard, being covered,
In so many lies, I cant tell whats real.
When I'm breathing,
While you're screaming.
When I'm crying,
While you're lying.
You'll be dying,
You'll be trying,
You'll be fighting,
For your life.
I'm holding you,
I'm holding you,
I'm holding you,
Under.
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