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KEEPING MY LIPS TIGHT FROM WHAT I'M REALLY FEELING LIKE
DAY TO DAY GRIM PLIGHTS
"HEY I MISSED YOU," BELIEVE IT (IT'S NOT TRUE)
RECOIL INSIDE, DELIGHT SKIN SIDE
IS THAT JACOB?
WHERE'S MY CODEINE?
THAT LIQUORICE MAKES MY HEAD THROB
I'LL CUT TONGUE, BITE RIGHT THROUGH IT AND SWALLOW
NOTHING ELSE CAN INDUCE THE DREAD, LIKE GIVING UP WHO I REALLY AM
SICK SLAVE TO ROLE PLAY THAT IS HOLLOW
I'LL BE KILLER AND THE VICTIM
THIS IS A SLOW BLEED
WHAT'S LEFT OF ME'S, INAUTHENTIC, JUST HOW I LIKE IT
I'VE ABDUCTED MY HONESTY. TIED IT UP, KEEP IT ON A LEASH
FLASH OF LIGHT, GLAMOURISED, BUT A WRECK ON THE INSIDE
SUPERFICIAL HAPPY FACE, DEPLOYED
I'M SO OBEDIENT, GOOD BOY
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