Take my life into the hand that's always at my throat.

Take my heart into the fist that's always there to shove.

Take my light and burn out the still dying flame.

Tear me apart. There's nothing good left to save.

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You can tear me down into the depths of the icy sea.

The sand has always been a good friend to me.

You can break me up, stretch my veins from LA to Rome.

You'll never know that the darkness is my home.

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Take my life into the scream, and let it float ashore.

Take my heart into the waves; it's crashing all alone.

Take my light into the blackness of my dying grace.

Tear me apart. I'm already gone.

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You can tear me down into the valley of ash and decay.

The suffocating embers can remain by me.

You can shed my skin, burn my corpse till the marrows black.

You'll never know that I'm not going back.

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Sink your teeth into my clavicle.

(You'll never know)

I'm enjoying the pain until I'm going home.

(You'll never know)

I'll cherish the scars until they start to fade,

(You'll never know)

And then I'll make them reopen again.

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You can tear me down into the valley of ash and decay.

The suffocating embers can remain by me.

You can shed my skin, burn my corpse till the marrows black.

You'll never know that I'm not going back.

.

You can tear me down into the depths of the icy sea.

The sand has always been a good friend to me.

You can break me up, stretch my veins from LA to Rome.

You'll never know that the darkness is my home.