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OFF KILTER KIN
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KANEDA, KANEDA
Nightmarehouse
Last words ever spoken at the early bird detention
An early bird who got the worm, but never learned the lesson
Lacerated ligaments, a body made of porcelain
Glass bones shattered, one of God's frail instruments
The squelching ensemble your sleeves make when you turn
If Mother walked in, it would make her stomach churn
Either you'll get a burial or they'll choosะต to let you burn
A heartbeat off kiltะตr, no solution to discern
A lifeless husk, a skin, a sort of grey
Organs inside out, a chilling rainy day
If I mutilate my flesh, one day it'll go away
Would you let me rest in your arms as I fade away?
Self inflicted burns, pus, infections, stinging pain
What feelings would be evoked at the sight of my decay? (Sight of my decay?)
All of your choices have led to this day
It's too cold outside, my little morgue is where you'll stay (Is where you'll stay)
Whatever, here we are
Why?
To carve our knives
Is that why you're here tonight?
I want to be afraid
Why are you here?
Why are you here?
A lot
I have enough to run away, to the street
I can run away
I can go to the ocean, I can go to the country, I can to to the outskirts, but you can't
And you do, but you didn't
Are you a teen?
Last words ever spoken at the early bird detention
An early bird who got the worm, but never learned the lesson
Lacerated ligaments, a body made of porcelain
Glass bones shattered, one of God's frail instruments
The squelching ensemble your sleeves make when you turn
If Mother walked in, it would make her stomach churn
Either you'll get a burial or they'll choose to let you burn
A heartbeat off kilter, no solution to discern
A lifeless husk, a skin, a sort of grey
Organs inside out, a chilling rainy day
If I mutilate my flesh, one day it'll go away
Would you let me rest in your arms as I fade away?
Self inflicted burns, pus, infections, stinging pain
What feelings would be evoked at the sight of my decay? (At the sight of my decay?)
All of your choices have led to this day
It's too cold outside, my little morgue is where you'll stay (Is where you'll stay)
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