Pins and Needles
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Pins and needles don't mean much
Unless you're dying from its loving touch
And I can feel it in the air
And I can almost taste you
Pins and needles don't mean much
Unless the pain you feel is full of lust
And on this day I will have you
And I think you'll have me too
I'm all for you
You freed my mind from fear
It's true
I have a reason to be
I have a reason to be
Oh the bone
It makes me do what it says
The tension and length of a healthy game
Awaits them
The slow hand immortal
The chill from her spine is slow and seductive
Cut the skin
Take the best and eat all that is in
Nothing's too sick
I'm afraid for the cat not's wit
And the more that I'm tortured within
The more of her fear that brings forth these sins
I'm sick to breathe and long for a perfect soul
The whiskey and plink of her lies and the overflow
As I watch from the windows of hate
I'm stripped of these parts that no preacher to beat
Oh my child has it's fate brought to me
To punish and bestow, to see
On this night the pain sets you free
To dance with the devil and die
My lips lie spitting to me
Cobalt veins seethe
I feel every beat down to the rise
It's in the nerve of the world that you're still alive
Take every breath and the shake of the pain is mine
I find myself on the verge of thinking my demise
I feel every beat down to the rise
It's in the nerve of the world that you're still alive
Take every breath and the shake of the pain is mine
I find myself on the verge of thinking my demise
These are the games that we play
Spirital glory
From heaven wide awake
Oh I've made up my mind
To eat the things
The pieces of Christ upon me
I am sure
I'm afraid for the things I have done
Butchering demon minds to just for fun
It's what makes me go
Sex is just
But you're never gonna ever gonna find that course
When I deal with the deepest, most inhumane strength
When the world I consume the flesh is
Infernal to them
To eat
The magic that's left, the last to taste
And I taste the truth
I am the death for each of us all
Cut the skin
Take the best and eat all that is in
Nothing's too sick
I'm afraid for the cat not's wit
And the more that I'm tortured within
The more of her fear that brings forth these sins
I'm sick to breathe and long for a perfect soul
The whiskey and plink of her lies and the overflow
As I watch from the windows of hate
I'm stripped of these parts that no preacher to beat
Oh my child has it's fate brought to me
To punish and bestow, to see
On this night the pain sets you free
To dance with the devil and die