Count the days of my ever after And I cannot fill my hand There's a space and a hole in my mirror Where I used to stand I'd drag the snakes that claim to love me Down the sewers of my hell With the face that the world pinned upon me I'm just a prisoner of my head
I don't believe in calm surrenders Cut at the knees I bleed a victim of fate
As I lay in the fault around me Burn the bed of nails I had And I pray that the road of plenty Fills the manholes where I tread I'll make the waves begin to tremble Cut at the knees I bleed a victim of fate Forever is closing in, if I wait The chance may never come again at all To shelter me from myself I feel the amphetamines I feel them instead of me I feel the amphetamines They don't know
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