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You got wounds under your sweater
That I can't help but see
I'm giving you special treatment
So you stay with me
But if I did something wrong
Would you ever care to tell me?
Or would you frown, lie
And lock it in your cage?
I decay in my room
And rise when it hits noon
If I'm not fed
Then I'll pass out soon
It's a bitter sour sweetness
That lurks in my mouth
And no matter how hard I try
I just can't rinse it out
Brushing my teeth so hard
Makes my gums bleed
And teeth fall out
Am I ever gonna feel clean again?
My past, it haunts me
And it holds a knife to my chest
I'm not who I was before
Am I entirely overthinking
Or are my thoughts reasonable?
Throw me over countless times
Then make me feel really stupid
I won't sugarcoat it
This wasn't what I expected
I never felt like I could be the victim
Of someone's evil fucking plan
It's a bitter sour sweetness
That lurks in my mouth
And no matter how hard I try
I just can't rinse it out
Brushing my teeth so hard
Makes my gums bleed
And teeth fall out
Am I ever gonna feel clean again?
My past, it haunts me
And it holds a knife to my chest
I'm not who I was before
I've had little help
And I've got no hope left in me
I wish you could join me
And fulfill my fantasy
Brushing my teeth so hard
Makes my gums bleed
And teeth fall out
Am I ever gonna feel clean again?
My past, it haunts me
And it holds a knife to my chest
I'm not who I was before
