1. |
Parasite
02:17
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Indulging in denial, feigning ignorance
Tear them down as low as you, while playing innocent
All hollowed out, and dragged through hell
Fuck them up as bad as you, don’t ever tell
You’ll bring em down, and spread em wide
Make them just as sick as you, and what you hide
It’s one abuse, after the other
Fuck her up as bad as you, because you love her
You. Make. Me. Sick.
Writhing in the dirt
Is more than you deserve
Hiding out of sight
You fucking parasite
Parasite
We're tearing open old wounds, they rot and fester
Our demons fill the room they're here with us forever
You tell her she’s just damaged goods
Forget you tried to break her every chance you could
A will to live, a wish to suffer
Spending all your time now hiding in the gutter
All hollowed out, and dragged through hell
Fuck her up as bad as you don’t ever tell
You. Make. Me. Sick.
Writhing in the dirt
Is more than you deserve
Hiding out of sight
You fucking parasite
Parasite
You make me so fucking sick.
My skin crawls at the thought of you
I'm not your host, someone to live through
Project your shame on, to place the blame on
Take out your pain on, someone to drain from
Take out your pain on, someone to drain from
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2. |
Battle Wombs
01:57
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It’s my autonomy, there’s no apologies
Your words are wasted, here’s why
No I’m not here for you, Can’t use me as you choose
Not your decision, it’s mine
Oh holy incubator, Should I be grateful?
Self-righteous judgement from the hordes of screaming faithful
And fuck yeah, you’re pretty confident
When you know, you face no consequence
My body’s not a battle ground
My body’s not a battle ground
It’s my autonomy, it’s no apologies
Don’t need you wasting my time
This isn’t win or lose, I don’t answer to you
It’s not your body, it’s mine
Oh holy incubator, Should I be grateful?
Strangers don’t give a shit if you're ready, willing or able
And fuck yeah, you love to condescend
Coz you want, you want control again
My body’s not a battle ground
My body’s not a battle ground
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3. |
Porcelain Spine
01:42
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When you see her
Say we don’t need her
We’ll bleed her dry
We’ll blame her
Then we’ll shame her
And say goodnight
I’m gonna stomp down, your little porcelain spine
I’ll drag you all down, we’ll all drown this time
When you hear her
Don’t you go near her
Just stay inside
We’ll demonise her
Twist and tie her
Til she’s crucified
I’m gonna stomp down, your little porcelain spine
I’ll drag you all down, we’ll all drown this time
When you see her
Say we don’t need her
We’ll bleed her dry
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4. |
Hands on You
03:26
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Held back, he’s got his hands on you
Sister, do you see right through?
First scar, is it enough to run?
Now is it over, or will you come undone?
Demonise me, romanticise me
There’s always someone else to blame for your mistakes, you motherfucker
Manipulation, subjugation
He’s got his hands on, he’s got his hands on you
Fight back, he’s got his hands on you
Tell me, do you see right through?
Dead girl, old smiles on screen
Long gone, she looks a little like me
Demonise me, romanticise me
There’s always someone else to blame for your mistakes, you motherfucker
Manipulation, subjugation
He’s got his hands on, he’s got his hands on you
Held back, he’s got his hands on you
Sister, do you see right through?
Dead girl, old smiles on screen
Long gone, she looks a little like me
Demonise me, romanticise me
There’s always someone else to blame for your mistakes, you motherfucker
Manipulation, subjugation
He’s got his hands on, he’s got his hands on you
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5. |
Starving
02:17
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Tonight we meet with the hunger we know
Sit in a circle and speak of the purge
Together praying for a brand new low
Stiff as a board, feather light as a bird
It takes until
You’re left with nothing.
Eat your heart out,
Lest you’re left starving
Crystalised by the black crows eye
Organs idle in the jars on the shelf
Afraid to fail and leave you dry
Glitter, blood and oil, keeps so well
It takes until
You’re left with nothing.
Eat your heart out,
Lest you’re left starving
She’s enamored with her rusted old crown
She thinks she won, she was fighting for scraps
Flying up so high, she’s scared to come down
One by one, we get caught in the trap
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6. |
Scold's Bridle
01:35
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Victims on trial for getting undressed
System for hire, don’t never confess
Chambers are filled with every excuse
See the innocent swing from a filthy noose
Let's bleed her out for a crowd
Bring out the same old cage
The scold's bridle her new crown
Bury her deep in all the blame
Reputation and pride, set up in flames
Hard plastic smiles and sharpened teeth
Making their money off her golden grief
Let's bleed her out for a crowd
Bring out the same old cage
Scold's bridle her new crown
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7. |
Unravel
02:45
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I got too close, madness in flight
I should have run when you embraced it out of spite
Spat in the face, of what I knew
Every 10 minutes there’s a worse version of you
But I won’t
I’ll never
I’m not gonna unravel for you
Have we now, just reached the end
Not gonna smile all nice, so you can play pretend
That everything, is fucking fine
And that look of hate, it doesn’t linger in your eyes
But I won’t
I’ll never
I’m not gonna unravel for you
All bloodied
And frayed
But I’ll never unravel for you
That. acid stare tears off my skin. get the feeling you'll step right on in.
Left me exposed here on your terms and you wanna set me alight but I'd rather see you burn.
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