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You Are A Tumor Under My Skin
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2005 - 2006 Being that my hearing’s muffled
I’m unable to hear as you shove it under the rug
In the beds of my fingernails I bleed like a paper cut
A perfect scalpel like slit that numbs the hand
The hand that I felt you completely up with
You’re dead to me now, I’ll leave it at that
Under the scab a scar is impaled
Deep within and soon to be exposed
Unveiled with a total lack of pride
My feelings now are jailed inside of me
This isn’t avoidance in the slightest sense
This scene is one of acceptance towards the pretense you implore
Self-reprimand all you unbecomingly became
This is far past the line to be considered for another’s blame
Or to even to try and reinvent yourself into something else
This is it, the last chance and I’m giving up on you
Wide eyed, you are an inconspicuous speck in my eyes
A far too gone and forgotten relic to by recognized through the disguise
Under the scab a scar is impaled
Deep within and soon to be exposed
Unveiled with a total lack of pride
My feelings now are jailed inside of me
