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In the Vein of Bedlam lyrics
She's made of hair and bone and little teeth
And things I cannot speak
She comes on like a crippled plaything
Spine is just a string
I wrapped our love in all this foil
Silver-tight like spider legs
I never wanted it to ever spoil
But flies will lay their eggs
Take your hatred out on me
Make your victim my head
You never ever believed in me
I am your tourniquet
Prosthetic synthesis with butterfly
Sealed up with virgin stitch
If it hurts baby, please tell me
Preserve the innocence
I never wanted it to end like this
But flies will lay their eggs
Take your hatred out on me
Make your victim my head
You never ever believed in me
I am your tourniquet
What I wanted
What I needed
I got from me
What I wanted
What I needed
I got from me
Take your hatred out on me
Make your victim my head
You never ever believed in me
I am your tourniquet
Take out
Take out
From me
I am your tourniquet
Not even I believed in me
I am your tourniquet
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