Self-Injury Songs - AFI
Hung in your room, swaying, hoping only that you'll see.
All by myself, I'm alone in such poor company.
The deeper I think, the deeper I seem to sink,
I can't stop the insects that are feeding,
pull the needles from beneath my skin.
I broke myself, shattered, tied a bow around every piece.
You'll love the eyes.
Have they always shown so vacantly?
The more I show the less you'll want to know.
I can't stop the insects that are feeding,
pull the needles from beneath my skin.
Now I'm on display.
I am becoming.
Hurt myself today.
It's all for you.
Do you like, do you like, what I'm becoming?
Cut myself today.
It's all for you.
I part the night, flashing, approaching as I watch you flee.
Pushed through your panes.
Seems I've landed quite uncomfortably.
But as I pass through souls of broken glass
I can't stop the insects that are feeding.
Pull the needles from beneath my skin.
Please don't ask me just what I think, trust me,
you don't want to know.
Please don't ask me to open up, trust me, trust me,
'cause I can't.
-10. The Last Kiss
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I've been dreaming I've been dreaming I was lucid.
blood was seeping it was seeping from my pores.
Who'd believe that it was all my own decision? Cracked faces and medicated smiles.
Set fire to my home before I turned and walked back in.
For every needle open my chest and insert ten pins.
I just anticipate what awaits when I awake... break!
I (die) die in my day dreams.I've been dreaming I've been dreaming I was lucid.
blood was seeping it was seeping from my pores.
Who'd believe that it was all my own decision?The gardens have all been overgrown.
I pushed my hand through the thorns to crush the final rose.
A deadly secret only I suffer to know.
I can't eradicate what awaits when I awake... break!
I (die) die in my day dreams. I've been dreaming I've been dreaming I was lucid.
blood was seeping it was seeping from my pores.
Who would believe that it was all my own decision?
-8. No Poetic Device
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