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Self-Inflicted / Karma

harraser

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They've drained all your blood,
Now they want you to cry.
So they can collect your tears
While you lie there and pine.
They'll take every drop,
Yeah, they'll wait you're dry.
Thats how you choose to pay
Your final price...

Your grip on the sheets,
White knuckled with strain,
Is all that holds you down,
You endure the pain.
Your clutch is a vice
On cotton and silk.
Your subconscious fetish
Is to die while you're milked.

They've drained all your blood,
Now they want you to cry.
So they can collect your tears
While you lie there and die.
When they've got every drop,
Yeah, when they've sucked you dry,
One last thing that they want,
They move down to your spine
And they start drilling holes
To claim your endocrine.

And you scream out for help.
Yeah, you scream out for help.
You just scream out for help,
But you don't help yourself.

You lie there and endure the pain.
Not once do you attempt to get away.
You plead and beg release 'till your voice breaks,
But never try to stop your life slipping away.
Away.

Away.

So you die today.
 
harraser said:
They've drained all your blood,
Now they want you to cry.
So they can collect your tears
While you lie there and pine.
They'll take every drop,
Yeah, they'll wait you're dry.
Thats how you choose to pay
Your final price...

****************

You lie there and endure the pain.
Not once do you attempt to get away.
You plead and beg release 'till your voice breaks,
But never try to stop your life slipping away.
Away.


nicely done...no comment needed really for this hun. its different and still good. u already know what i think :)

kel
 
*massive massive hugest ever huggles*

can i present this to my band and make a song out of it ant? It's so powerful - i'm sure they 'd love it - i know i do ... :)
 
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