If I couldn't have your heart
I would have your body
But each time I possessed you in the dark
I possessed nothing
Your eyes are prison gates
Keeping me in this old house
But if I tried to go you would not hesitate
I'm sure you would let me out
In certain moments I see through everything
You're a bore, we all know it
Everyone has noticed that puppet string
Still need someone to pull it
Now you are carving their names into your mattress
In an imitation of some obscure actress
And I don't know why you keep me around
But I'm easy
Target practice
In the thralls of your indifference
I remain at my station
All my life I've had this unhealthy sense
Perverse fascination
[spoken voice recording]
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As I lie there I realize I'm not dead and more than that I feel sort of like I've been reborn or something
And I look up to you and your eyes are back to normal and it's just you and you say this...I'll never forget this, you say
Sometimes poison is the cure
And that's it, that's where I wake up