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Apr 2012
I'm gonna sew your lips
And show you what you've done
I'm gonna sew your lips
Cause I'm your surgeon

I'm gonna wait til you break down
Til you crawl inside your cave
I'm gonna fill my chalice
With blood trickling down your arm

I'm gonna set you on fire
And see how your body burns
Gonna watch your cold words melt
to ghosts that haunt these halls

You believe in doll houses
And fancy shiny cars
Anything to give you comfort
Anything to keep you safe

Anything to give you comfort
Anything to keep them away
Danny C
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Danny C  32/M/Annoyed in Illinois
(32/M/Annoyed in Illinois)   
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