Haunt - Pain Junkie | Текст песни

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Ugly and empty, I want you to hurt me. A permanent harness. The nesting pageantry. I slither from my place of hiding. Tagged and expired. I thought I heard your voice against the wire. Extracting marrow. Desperate tourniquet. Cancerous language. Pounding the floor again. Muscles bend and break. Appendages destroyed. Pressing each nerve in at needlepoint.

Sight migrates to the stains. Tear apart old love, new hate. Humiliated by the construct of “free”. You tie me to the post. Concrete, scraped knees. Name caller, clean the blade and continue to beat. Cruel goddess. I’m buried in prayer; I’m bound to your heat. Keep hitting me (please). The wraith, the fake, the whip, the chains. The skin on my back. The look on your face when I begged. “Young blood, does it have to stop?” Keep self-medicating. It doesn’t take the pain away.

Devotion tremble. Words lose safety. Ugly and empty, I need you to hurt me. Separate wreckage. Feral clandestine. A complex without crown. A myriad of domestic crime.

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