Masophrenia
Time to turn the other cheek
‘Cus this one’s lost its feeling
Better let it rest a bit
Before the bruises lose their meaning
I’d hate to overdo it
And make you callous to the pain
Don’t want to over stimulate
If you’re dead there’s no need for chains
Want to keep you trapped here
And I want to taste your scream
Just don’t make my voice familiar
Can’t let me know that you are me
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