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I wanna take my head and cut it open extra wide,
Want to examine all the things that seem to circle inside.
Electrocute myself or put myself on stand-by,
I'm so over, I'm so over
you.
Let's open up the sky and let the clichés pour
Everything has been executed there before.
8-bit fantasies, I'm yesterday's technologies
Follow the leader, jump off with.. me.
The wine is dripping with the blood off my fingertips
the mitochondrion are revolting, please take care of it
carnivorous cells are winning against your cancer lips.
So come over, so come over...
Oh my god, I wanna tear you apart!
I am walking, but I'm still asleep
Oh my Lord, this is blasphemy!
Wake me up before I fall too deep!
I wish I had an original thought inside my skull
everything has been done a million times before
my dream sequence has become my life, or so it seems
all my friends are dead,
in a perfect scene.
Oh my god, I wanna tear you apart!
I am walking, but I'm still asleep
Oh my Lord, this is blasphemy!
Wake me up before I fall too deep!
In too deep
Oblivious and numb
In too deep
I wanna hurt you, but I just can't cut you fast enough
the ink is dripping and my letter has become a mess
I wanna hate you, but hate is love, just reversed
Why do we talk about the things that we loathe the most?
Oh my god, I wanna tear you apart!
I am walking, but I'm still asleep
Oh my Lord, this is blasphemy!
Wake me up before I fall too deep!
Oh my god, I wanna tear you apart!
Sell my world and make it incomplete!
Oh my Lord, this is blasphemy!
Wake me up before I fall too deep!
