Tastes like rusty steel
Just yet won't conclude anything
First impression's usually misleading
Guess I'll just keep swallowing
Gulping
Choking
Gonna have to change something
But what if those few are different?
Spin them slowly in my hands
Two shiny silver, two virgin nails
So perfect and almost identical
Will check them both out just in case
Shove them
Deeper
Won't stop until it starts bleeding
Then lick them both and try not to throw up
It hurts like hell but how can I interrupt
This
It has to be done
It hurts so much
They cut and stab
Still frustration hurts even more
And curiosity drives me to hold on and on and on and...
Carved those few out of a mammoth's horn
Hope now, somehow, it's gonna work
Holy shit
I think I'm gonna have to admit it
Don't eat nails, better save yourselves
Lock the doors, hide underneath your beds
Kill the lights, crawl in your comfort zone
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