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The Weathered Tome


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 shone 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 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 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.

AFI

The Weathered Tome / AFI

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