How can you hate with a smile?
Looking into their eyes all the while.
Yet you claim to despise,
The presence of him.

Makes me sick,
That you would twist,
Your own arms,
Just so you can see over the crowd.

Afraid you'll get too hot standing up alone?
Not aware that not everyone is a fan of your moan?
****** me off,
How you all hate.

Now abate.
Or don't feel at all.

There's an odd boy,
He stares into the glass.
You can see the longing in his eyes,
His whole body in a cast.
Marked up,
By all the ones he loved.
Saying get well,
"You won't be broke for long."

He knows he isn't broke,
But he still stares through the glass.
Trapped in his own cast,
Comforting him at last.

I have her trust.
Shouldn't that be enough?
She has giving me what I want,
But it is a taunt.
If I take it I will break it,
And lose her heart.

I am in control.
I always seem to be.
That is why,
I allow,
Others to think,
They control me.

You make me your safety net,
As you cut me up.
Making me,
Feel so good,
But do more then smile,
I am forcing you to stop.

Trust me.

They like the way you bleed,
They like the way you scream.
It's a service to you and them,
It's a service that they need.  
You are a device.
You are a tool.
A Swiss army knife of pleasure.
Even if it costs you an arm.
Sharing is caring you know,
We share my blood in an oath.
Sister and I by blood,
Is this ******?
Will I ever get enough?
I have scratches,
I have scars,
I got bite marks all over my arm.
Takin blood,
Takin pain.
Because darling I love your eyes when your insane.  
We are the true animals,
We both come alive as we sense blood.
Your sharp blades and euphoria,
Are what really tie me to the ground.

And I smile the whole time,
Knowing that,
My pain is your pleasure.
Then I fade away.

Only to stop you at your discretion.

When plants die,
They are stiff.

When we die,
We are loose.

They decay,
We age away.

But neither of us stay,
For the grand parade.

To see everyone else walk.