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Kick a backlight every chemical a dare and im losing my time tearing off peices of skin cuz the body keeps score and im tryna keep it in cuz the body keeps score and i know im full of sin
Its a feat, its a streak, its body on screen Its a hush, its a blush, its a muscle been crushed its a lie, its a crime, its a stick in my side its a bore, its a chore, and the body keeps score
Rape yourself give an inch take your body back in time to a place that you swore you wouldn’t go back alive you can scratch you can pray you can keep the dog at bay its a shame its a sin but im doing it again
its a cut, its a bleed, its dead nerve ending its a joke, its a poke, its kiss and a smoke its a lie, its a crime, its a stick in my side its a bore, its a chore, and the body keeps score
And the clock keeps on ticking down time and the lord keeps a stick in my side every bliss is a scrape and a sore and im afraid that i dont care anymore
Every moment is a space inbetween when i get to make myself unclean every sticky hand every drooling pit when im alone and im drowning in it when im asleep and im laying bedside theres a lecher inside my mind and i dont feel aroused anymore cuz ive broken my body keeping score
And the clock keeps on ticking down time and the lord keeps a stick in my side every bliss is a scrape and a sore I come undone and the body keeps score


Twitching

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Twitching

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