She pretends and she pretends
Holding her lighted Capri
Saying to herself things that don't make sense
Senseless senselessness, too senseless to agree
You can't love me and love the taste of blood
You can't whisper into my ear while twisting the knife through my back
You can't feel my skin tonight
You can't even see me through all this black
Creeping
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