Masochistic
So sadistic
My vengeance cuts so deep
Self-constricted
Feels so cryptic
Falling in and out of sleep
Psycho-spastic
Feels fantastic
To know I’m one of a kind
Now they lay to waste
Filling empty space
Decomposition of the rind
Through the dead-beat
Down the up-street
Well, I pushed it to the peak
All the girls I couldn’t meet
Well, in those days
Puppets on a cold, cold stage
No happy endings here
Boy when I was your age
When the world’s your own
You feel left alone
Creeping yourself across the stage
When you find yourself
With no one else
Keeping death’s crawlspace
Complete disorder
Of the carcass hoarder
Reap the harvest of his grain
Passion killing
So fulfilling
The reek driving sexual pain
Feels misgiving
Unfamiliar living
Gonna die to feed my gain
The amount you know
I couldn’t let you go
You’ve got to carry on my name
Through the dead-beat
Down the up-street
Well I pushed it to the peak
All the girls I couldn’t meet
Well in those days
Puppets on a cold, cold stage
No happy endings here
Boy when I was your age
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