
Lets all sing songs
that make us slit our wrists
and watch the truth pour out
The horror in reality
is how far we'll go
to prove a lie
and silence the truth
well tonight
the truth comes out
at the touch of the blade
tonight we'll see exactly
how much blood you can taste
before your lack of conscience
tells you that you've had enough
I'll watch you cut me open
physically and mentally
and I'll do it with a smile
As your insanity searches
for the sanity behind my grin
I'll pull your knives closer
and whisper
"Thanks to you, we're both condemned"
- Francis Frustration
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