I have fed my demons with my precious silver spoon
A hunger so devouring swallows the last piece
Something crawls on my skin, makes me twist and turn
Sleepless ours passing by
The everlasting itch, setting fire to flame
The everlasting itch
The thorns in my side sinks in a little more
And increased obsession obeying my demand
Something crawls on my skin, makes me twist and turn
Sleepless ours passing by
The everlasting itch, setting fire to flame
The everlasting itch
The everlasting itch, setting fire to flame
The everlasting itch
A spiral heading downwards, an abuse out of hand
Drained with loss of focus, I have built my ruin
Something crawls on my skin, makes me twist and turn
Sleepless ours passing by
The everlasting itch, setting fire to flame
The everlasting itch
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