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I have an aversion to people.
An adverse reaction, and as my throat swells
I won't speak but not for reasons you might think
it's cause these words don't work.
You know as well as I that I have my way with them
But I can't use them to help.
This situation or any of my past mistakes.

I miss my friends.
The one's I never had.
And I miss the good times,
The moments and memories we never shared.

I've my head in the clouds and I'm not coming down.
Sever the ties to the dreamer
With the scissors you took from my hands.
Into nightmares falling
I can not feel my tongue
Cause you use the words I talk with,
BITING DOWN.

If this is heaven,
This feels like hell
If this is heaven,
This feels like hell

What I am was grown from a seed within the fire of a harlot's mouth.
I am filthy but most of all what I am is worth all the while.
If you could find the freedom to take me in your mouth.

This is my nightmare.

This is heaven sent, this is hell to me.
This is heaven sent, this is hell to me.
This is heaven sent, this is hell to me...

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