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Self Mutilation

Contributed by Jason_Robert_Britt on Monday, 17th February 2003 @ 01:20:00 PM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics



Bite the nail
Rip back the flesh
The taste is sweet
When blood is fresh
It trickles down
Into my throat
Unto it's prize
I do devote
For it's the pain
That keeps me here
Shows I'm alive
Despite my fears
Kills the craving
In my soul
To bite your neck
And drink you whole

If vultures only hunt the dead
Then why do they circle my bed
Anxiety the bread I'm fed
Maybe it's all in my head

I'll eat myself alive
Rip flesh from bone this time
This pain is divine
It lets me know I'm still alive

My rotting kiss
Touch of decay
My cup of *****
My bed of hay
My empty seed
My shell of clay
Your dirty deeds
Left me this way
My rotting kiss
My cancer lung
My mouth of *****
My vomit tongue
My robot parts
My oozing wounds
My bleeding heart
Poked at by you

If vultures only hunt the dead
Then why do they circle my bed
Anxiety the bread I'm fed
Maybe it's all in my head

I'll eat myself alive
Rip flesh from bone this time
This pain is divine
It lets me know I'm still alive




Copyright © Jason_Robert_Britt ... [ 2003-02-17 13:20:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Self Mutilation (User Rating: 1 )
by wyrd_faerie on Monday, 17th February 2003 @ 03:54:00 PM AEST
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this is so good...and so true...
'if vultures only hunt the dead
then why do they circle my bed'

i love this...


Re: Self Mutilation (User Rating: 1 )
by Kane on Thursday, 27th March 2003 @ 06:44:53 AM AEST
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Yes yes, my friend it's true it's not in your head. let them feed, infect the world with this seed.

Kane


Re: Self Mutilation (User Rating: 1 )
by tinka_belle on Monday, 23rd June 2003 @ 08:37:42 AM AEST
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you are an extrordinary writer
need i say more
your words they speak of truths
which so many are too scared to speak of
thank you


Re: Self Mutilation (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Thursday, 7th August 2003 @ 04:08:17 AM AEST
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this was simply amazing
'Anxiety the bread I'm fed'
that line was AWESOME... nothing more needs to be said.

Bobo (Joel)


Re: Self Mutilation (User Rating: 1 )
by afraid_of_fear on Saturday, 13th March 2004 @ 12:21:08 PM AEST
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This is so good.. wish i could hear the tune that goes with it..
good stuff :)

charlotte x_x_x




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