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Friday, January 22, 2010

Glistening Flesh

I try so hard to see things in a better way
Knowing deep inside it's not right
When I stop thinking every day about you
I'll be in the clear once more
It truly hurts to think
That I may have to let go of you
No pain, no gain it seems
And I know that I want the best for me

It's over, no more from your trauma dreams
Or your failed promises
It's over, I will wise up as I grow older
To see through glistening flesh

You left a mark on my burdened soul
It will take so long to heal
I can taste freedom from my longing for something good
From you there's nothing
It truly burns me within
That I lost something I could have had with you
I will paint your skin
With the lies you told me, and the cold manipulation

It's over, no more from your trauma dreams
Or your failed promises
It's over, I will wise up as I grow older
To see through glistening flesh

Let me move on
Let me live
I see beyond
Glistening flesh

Time will heal all wounds
I will be rid of you
Signs that I'll improve
Eye me around every corner
You left me in disorder
You left me in disarray

It's over, no more from your trauma dreams
Or your failed promises
It's over, I will wise up as I grow older
To see through glistening flesh

What lies above hides what is beneath
A smooth face hiding a scarred heart
To see through glistening flesh
Is to win the war on cold hearts

Ballistic

Make swift exit from me
Or I will go to ballistics
And paint this city red
And the blood will rest upon you
You turn me the wrong way
One too many times
And I can't tolerate it
And you wallow in it all

I'm going over the edge

Imp in sheep's clothing
Succubus of the mind
I'm going over the edge
I'm going over the edge
I'm going over the edge
I'm going over the edge

Ballistic

Make swift exit from me
Or I will go to ballistics
And bring ruin to everything
And you will be the last of me
You rub me the wrong way
Only one last time
And I cannot take it
And you won't hurt me again

I'm going over the edge

Imp in sheep's clothing
Succubus of the mind
I'm going over the edge
I'm going over the edge
I'm going over the edge
I'm going over the edge

Ballistic

This is my last stand
I will bring ruin
To all we all hold dear
If I find you anywhere near
I'm going feral soon
I'll go apeshit from you
And your mind games
And I will not blink

As I go ballistic

I'm going over the edge
I'm going over the edge
I'm going over the edge
I'm going over the edge

Imp in sheep's clothing
Succubus of the mind
Devil in fancy red dress
This is the last time

I'm going over the edge
I'm going to ballistics