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| I deserve to die screaming For the crimes my mind commits I can feel myself changing Fear is beautiful and pure Like her sweet fragrance kissing the air Strange chemicals that always make me smile I haunt this dead city Stroll under these dead lights Sleep with these dead insects I know I travel alone now And sometimes where I forget to breath I see a dream I cannot wake up from I want you to cut me again Dig that silver under my skin Serrated and cold stainless and bold We learn that venom is slow |