I'll wash my skin
Unconsciously
Until I bleed
Until I bleed
And I'll cross off
The taste of salt
Like an animal
I'll leave the tainted flesh
But I won't listen
I wont breath
I'll rub, I'll moan, I'll wine
‘Till my tears get dried
And fall on the ground
Burnt out
And fall on the ground
Burnt out
On fire.

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