Winter Severity Index - Severity | Текст песни

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I don't think there's dignity in this lame excuse
Naked in the mirror
I blame me violently
The execution's ritual is up to begin:
ugly, careless, selfish, liar, beasty, childish, clumsy, flown.

I can afford to pay
this plush disgust for myself
I count the teeth in my mouth
I search the line of my ribs
The usual contempt
The usual attempt
to correct me
'cause wasted time
doesn't leave any scar.

Never felt better then this.