Dead Tormented
Sometimes I feel so lonely
Sometimes I feel just cold and
I know you feel it too
City lights, no one to love you
All alone the world will break you
I know, I've been there too
She's dead
She's dead to the outside
Tormented on the inside
Some love you you
Most will hate you
Little bitches will try and break you
I know its grim but its true
We're all here in the same dimension
Every fucker needs more attention
Slim talent and anorexic too
She's dead
She's dead on the outside
Tormented on the inside
Its a world of savagery
Her beauty is fragility
In lonely streets, decaying rooms
She'll fade into history
I'm polite and dance around it
The arrogant they brag about it
And make us sick of it too
Rejection builds persistence
Then its great to feel resistance
Hammering down your barricades
She's dead
Awake inside a dream
Her shadow
Strangles her own screams
She's dead
She's dead
Shes dead on the outside
Tormented on the inside
Its a world of savagery
Her beauty is fragility
In lonely streets, decaying rooms
She'll fade into history
Dead, demented
Microdots, razorwire
Proton wedding
The mind on fire
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