Wipe the stains from off your face
Thats your hand its not my place
This whole thing is bad territory
But really its just the same old story

I cant remember all of the details
But the answer no doubt lies in my entrails
It began earlier, again on the double
By now you'd think they'd know im trouble

We hit twelve, you almost hit the floor
I pick you up again to show you some doors
I stand at the tired gates
knowing you wont feel it if this love grates

It all comes down to your sedated head
And if not you someone else would do instead
Trying to feed a ravenous beast
Screaming for pain like wicked of the east

Every body did break and bend
A conscience is an easy thing to mend
The creator is picking out a guilty trend
This is not ok, its fun to pretend
Cos theres a fool and ive a message to send
I like games, love to be someones end

Before you close your pretty eyes
The lifeforce inside you burns and dies

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