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Desolate to the bone Crossing lines with every thought that I own Don't leave me alone I'll be drawing my blood cause I am dying too slow Desolate to the bone Crossing lines with every thought that I own Don't leave me alone I'll be drawing my blood cause I am dying too slow Obsession with a sacred power Possession, born into me; a whole world to devour Put me out Punishing Honesty Perishing Put me out of my misery Shed my will to abide by morality Fuck Who have I become? Bathed in sin I don't think that I deserve anything Bathed in sin I don't think that I'm alone in my skin Desolate to the bone Crossing lines with every thought that I own Don't leave me alone I'll be drawing my blood cause I am dying too slow Desolate to the bone Crossing lines with every thought that I own Don't leave me alone I'll be drawing my blood cause I am dying too slow I am the catalyst, a decisionist I understand that there is only one way out of this Don't leave me out of this, I need a therapist Not just another fucking devil drilling holes into my head Bathed in sin Bathed in sin