Seashell Heart - Making Me Sick | Текст песни

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Explosions in my bones, they're not from diesel in my heart
The sparks on tip of your tongue ignites the engine of my crooked parts.

Why even ask if you already know the answer deep inside
Why even trust of you already know what's coming as result.

I don't want to be my own enemy
but you're making me sick
When you're trying to unfold the dreams.
Tired of talking to you in my sleep
if your hand isn't right inside my chest
You don't exist.

I saw these faces dying out of you and turning into fireflies
You're hiding in the shadows letting your own shadow to stay in the light.

Why even ask if you already know the answer deep inside
Why even trust of you already know what's coming as result.

I don't want to be my own enemy
but you're making me sick
When you're trying to unfold the dreams.
Tired of talking to you in my sleep
if your hand isn't right inside my chest
You don't exist.

Rip me apart, rip me apart
Sewing the pieces that you love
Rip me apart, rip me apart
Sewing the pieces that you love

So am i pretty now?
Your franken-fuckin doll?
So am i pretty now?
Your franken-fuckin doll?

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