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A glance is all it took For me to lose my sense of time For me to lose all of my mind I'm such an open book And I'm still waiting for my prime Land on the scene of the crime Soured my outlook Soured my outlook on life Cowardly with a steak knife - So let me sleep in your bed Go and get me, I'm dead So let me die in your stead Don't you forget that I fled So let me take off my head - Choking on every last strand of your hair Broken bonds and gas all fill up the air Soaking on your doorstep you're right there Chosen spawn my birth is changed with a prayer - The bulk of my life I have spent watching over The edge of a knife and the leaves of a clover That I'd never touch lest I sully its beauty That I'd better trust, what is said of my duty But when I see you, I yank loose string from my shirt I bank on rolling in dirt And flattening flowers I'd wait for hours and hours And months turn years Millionth turns to fears Let loose all my tears - So let me gouge out my eyes Won't regret now that I'm wise So let me swallow my pride Come and get me my high Don't let me follow your stride - Make me abscond from all forms of breathing Take all my means of letting out ***** Flakes of your shirt, I collect them like demons Playing pervert, cause I can't even get in - Glancing to right and I'm glancing to left I'm making for sure that it's really a theft And my family is gone, think I'm better without With your name drawn whenever I have a doubt Over every surface of my house There is nothing left of a person There is a tulpa Mea Culpa I'll make you anew
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Dec 12, 2025
Dec 12, 2025 at 10:40 PM UTC
Inefficient Pervert
A glance is all it took For me to lose my sense of time For me to lose all of my mind I'm such an open book And I'm still waiting for my prime Land on the scene of the crime Soured my outlook Soured my outlook on life Cowardly with a steak knife - So let me sleep in your bed Go and get me, I'm dead So let me die in your stead Don't you forget that I fled So let me take off my head - Choking on every last strand of your hair Broken bonds and gas all fill up the air Soaking on your doorstep you're right there Chosen spawn my birth is changed with a prayer - The bulk of my life I have spent watching over The edge of a knife and the leaves of a clover That I'd never touch lest I sully its beauty That I'd better trust, what is said of my duty But when I see you, I yank loose string from my shirt I bank on rolling in dirt And flattening flowers I'd wait for hours and hours And months turn years Millionth turns to fears Let loose all my tears - So let me gouge out my eyes Won't regret now that I'm wise So let me swallow my pride Come and get me my high Don't let me follow your stride - Make me abscond from all forms of breathing Take all my means of letting out ***** Flakes of your shirt, I collect them like demons Playing pervert, cause I can't even get in - Glancing to right and I'm glancing to left I'm making for sure that it's really a theft And my family is gone, think I'm better without With your name drawn whenever I have a doubt Over every surface of my house There is nothing left of a person There is a tulpa Mea Culpa I'll make you anew
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Dec 12, 2025
Dec 12, 2025 at 10:40 PM UTC
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