I, I am confused, fighting myself. Wanting to give in, needing your help. Skin cold with
Fear, feel it when we touch. Outside, I know you but, inside, I'm fucked.
Can you see it in me? Skin cold from touch. Each day confronted with what I have
Done. You pull me closer, I push you away. You tell me it's okay, I can't help but feel the
Pain.
I hate you!
Why are you taken?
I love you!
I feel so helpless.
Why's it you?
Ripping my insides each time I lay with you. Why do I cry? Why do I really need to?
Why?
(x4)
Fuck you bitch!
Need to. Need to. Need to... Fuck... fuck... fuck... fuck...
I hate you.
Why are you taken?
I love you.
I feel so helpless.
Why's it you?
Ripping my insides each time I lay with you. Why do I try? Why do I fucking need to?
Fuck
(x7)
Slut.
Writer(s): David Silveria, Jonathan Davis, Brian Welch, Reginald Arvizu, James Shaffer
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