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Author: Angelic Luminescence
Fiction Rated: M - English - Angst/Tragedy - Reviews: 2 - Published: 09-23-03 - Updated: 09-23-03 - id:1406747
~chorus~

You think you can walk all over me?

Chew me up and spit me out!

But now I slit my wrist and feed you my sins

Drink it bitter, drink it dry, drink what runs and drink what dies!

~~~

I lay in bed thinking "How could I stumble and how could I fall?" Maybe I wasn't cut out

To be the fighter that God had plans for.

Can't take this sinning can't take this swimming-in-my-sea-of pain.

I wanna liiiive!

~chorus~

You think you can walk all over me?

Chew me up and spit me out!

But now I slit my wrist and feed you my sins

Drink it bitter, drink it dry, drink what runs and drink what dies!

~~~

Taaaaaake me, breeeak me, foooollow me down to the depths of what doesn't exist.

Reflections show, what feelings show and maybe one day you'll see the scars

Of God given free will.

~chorus~

You think you can walk all over me?

Chew me up and spit me out!

But now I slit my wrist and feed you my sins

Drink it bitter, drink it dry, drink what runs and drink what dies!

Let me liiiiive in the hands of holy beholder, let me die in the eyes of merciful God, and let my scars...fade...

~chorus~

You think you can walk all over me?

Chew me up and spit me out!

But now I slit my wrist and feed you your sins

Drink it bitter, drink it dry, drink what runs and drink what dies! Drink the holy blood I have inside! ~


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