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Not As Pretty As She Seems

Just about to thaw Then the numbness blankets me I thought we finally hit our stride But it’s me who can’t seem to see I’m the plague The infection that spreads Rusting the perfect simplicity Taking captives and counting heads I have to tie down the bodies Make them stay with me Just a matter of time ‘till they break free and flea Why can’t I get the story straight It’s that lullaby baby You know it, but I changed it until it appealed to me The one I’ve tortured into a hellish reality Lay my head down Wake up stone cold with warm insides Wrapped in self-hate, liquid fire in my veins Fumbling to iron out the stains You can’t cool a feverish obsession Just want to feel that high low Addicted to running from rehab Can’t outrun the shark you owe I shed my pretty Let you see the ugly side of me The problem is now I can’t hide behind that old reverie Cast aside like a bad dream I can’t seem to keep ‘em They’ll just keep running from me Because that pretty face has a rotten pedigree I’m going to watch you drown I think it was worse then when I clamped down False hoping like a penny fool junkie Chin up sweetheart it’s not your crown

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