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Claustrophobia
by Dark Matter
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I'm not dead
Yet my skin feels like a body bag
This sense of dread
Feelings that I wish I never had
I'm a saint
I'm a fiend for a liar
Chemically induced
Heretic
A pariah
This is claustrophobia
The fiction on your tongue
Salt to an open wound
Angels gaze felt like hell
Upon my frozen face
Why did I let you in?
Did I enjoy the taste?
Synthetic ecstasy overwhelms entropy
I beg you
Break me down
Let me gouge at the gauze
Break me down
So I can feel you some more
Break me down
Obliterate the void
Oh break me down
So I can feel you some more
I'm not dead
Yet this skin feels like a body bag
This sense of dread
Feelings that I wish I never had
I'm not dead
Yet this skin feels like a body bag
This sense of dread
Feelings that I wish I never had
I'm a saint
I'm a fiend for a liar
Chemically induced
Heretic
A pariah
Opened me up
Just to watch me bleed
Take a bite of me
Sharpen your teeth
Your love is like suicide
It'll only fuck me up yeah
Cut out my eyes
Sew the wounds shut
I've seen enough
I put up with the pain
Angel gaze
Hook it to my fucking veins
My obsession with your porcelain complexion
I'm not dead
Yet my skin feels like a body bag
This sense of dread
Feelings that I wish I never had
I'm a saint
I'm a fiend for a liar
Chemically induced
Heretic
A pariah
Your love is like cyanide
Slow suicide
Just take a bite
Make me bleed from the inside
Your love is like cyanide
Sharpen your teeth
Open me up
Sharpen your teeth
Open me up
Sharpen your teeth
Open me up
I'm not dead
Yet my skin feels like a body bag
This sense of dread
Feelings that I wish I never had
I'm a saint
I'm a fiend for a liar
Chemically induced
Heretic
A pariah
This is claustrophobia
The fiction on your tongue
Salt to an open wound
Angels gaze felt like hell
Upon my frozen face
Why did I let you in?
Did I enjoy the taste?
Synthetic ecstasy overwhelms entropy
I beg you
Break me down
Let me gouge at the gauze
Break me down
So I can feel you some more
Break me down
Obliterate the void
Oh break me down
So I can feel you some more
I'm not dead
Yet this skin feels like a body bag
This sense of dread
Feelings that I wish I never had
I'm not dead
Yet this skin feels like a body bag
This sense of dread
Feelings that I wish I never had
I'm a saint
I'm a fiend for a liar
Chemically induced
Heretic
A pariah
Opened me up
Just to watch me bleed
Take a bite of me
Sharpen your teeth
Your love is like suicide
It'll only fuck me up yeah
Cut out my eyes
Sew the wounds shut
I've seen enough
I put up with the pain
Angel gaze
Hook it to my fucking veins
My obsession with your porcelain complexion
I'm not dead
Yet my skin feels like a body bag
This sense of dread
Feelings that I wish I never had
I'm a saint
I'm a fiend for a liar
Chemically induced
Heretic
A pariah
Your love is like cyanide
Slow suicide
Just take a bite
Make me bleed from the inside
Your love is like cyanide
Sharpen your teeth
Open me up
Sharpen your teeth
Open me up
Sharpen your teeth
Open me up