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Escapism

2004

Tell me is your heart made of stone?
Hurt her one last time, tied up and prone
 
At least now I can see theres a fire
in your eyes, I know shes your only desire
 
You blackmail her, shes wrapped in razors
She stuns her pain with cuts
bloody fingers used to amaze her
but now she wont have the guts
 
To speak out what she feels inside
She rather just swallows and in panic she hides
 
Is there nothing better to come?
Are you nothing but waste and scum?
 
A miserable lover that she wont get over
dreams splintered off her shattered head
Shed rather keep crying on your shoulder
While youd rather see her dead
 
But riddle me this, for how long will she live?
When its what she wants, that you cannot give
 
Shes high above the clouds, and away she flies
shes fleeing from your world of lies
 
Twenty two years of delay and decay
and she left her heart at your place
And about her exhaustion, all you can say
is that she never could keep pace
 
But who are you to condemn and judge?
What is it that you envy her in grudge?
 
Your crooked arms are meant to break
And your swollen limbs will shatter and shake
Cause one day youll remember
her tears, her fears, her gaze
Youll peal back your skin to touch the amber
that she left in this obstinate maze.

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