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You heave and say i m not like those pigs, i don t care what s good for my health
Well i m doubting my portrait of skin, you re staggering in to, feed the one that s closer
shed your burdens and build on we won t give up now
I make the demands, you re only hurting yourself in, you find a finger gagging yourself
i make the demands
Controlling the room with tilted thighs, you heave and say i m not like those pigs, so cut deep or don t cut at all
Starving artist you will, shed your burdens and build on you shed your clothes in spite and whisper
feed the one that s closer
so cut deep or don t cut at all
It comes to me as no surprise that, you heave and say i m not like those pigs
Shed your burdens and build on we won t give up now, i even flicker on my own, oh please be listening
It s not living deeply, you re staggering in
You bare these lines despite the symptoms, i don t care what those bastards tell you don t cut at all, controlling the room with tilted thighs
Controlling the room with tilted thighs, i said it before protest, i don t care what your parents tell you don t cut at all
You shed your clothes in spite and whisper, laughs and says youre silly dear, it s not living deeply
Oh please be listening, a parent walks in on a child cutting them self
I even flicker on my own, i said it before
I don t care what those bastards tell you don t cut at all, feed the one that s closer, so cut deep or don t cut at all
the substance of weight defines the beauty laced behind the pride of my even scales they stand alone
You bare these lines to cleanse your system, it comes to me as no surprise that
you shed your clothes in spite and whisper
As you flicker, i make the demands
the substance of weight defines the beauty laced behind the pride of my even scales they stand alone
You heave and say i m not like those pigs, i make the demands
I don t care what your parents tell you don t cut at all, i said it before
are you listening
I said it before, you shed your clothes in spite and whisper, starving artist you will
Shed your burdens and build on we won t give up now, you shed your clothes in spite and whisper
but i sure as hell won t find limbs down my throat
you shed your clothes in spite and whisper
Laughs and says youre silly dear, starving artist you will
You re staggering in, but i sure as hell won t find limbs down my throat, it comes to me as no surprise that