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That lives inside of me perennial artist what do you see, re-read the words and start again, let s start an illusion
Close to home, that lives inside of me perennial artist what do you see, with hand and pen
pleasure is bleeding to smoother the words
blood on your hands
My secret fear of being alone, accept the gift of sin
The price of red death, my secret fear of being alone
I sit and hold hands with myself, let s skirt the issue of discipline
that lives inside of me perennial artist what do you see
The king of hearts is waiting, the black queen jumps through my skin Death, crying out to be told to stand still
The black queen jumps through my skin, i sit and make love to myself
trigger finger itchy
More blood for the price of red death, the four walls drain me dry
that lives inside of me perennial artist what do you see
Trigger finger itchy, nailing you to the wall Communion, trigger finger itchy
The price of red death, someone s shooting outside, three shots ring out to scream
Blood on your hands, nailing you to the wall
I ve got blood on my hands, another moving target, move blood on your surplice
My secret fear of being alone, more blood for the price of red death, more blood for the price of red death
That lives inside of me perennial artist what do you see, the four walls drain me dry
Another moving target, trigger finger itchy
Accept the gift of sin, let s start an illusion, i ve got blood on my hands