Lyrics
I touched your skin, thought it was mine
and now wicked hands pay the price.
Feed the flesh, walk the line.
Repulsive thoughts crush my mind.
I'm waiting for my to clear, but it's on
hold. Lift your soul.
I've crossed the line, kicked the white from unitary form, serving time.
Climbed the fence into concentration camps built from my own hands.
Authored your first pages; wrote your history in my tongue, with my tongue.
Pale white skin, cold, red lips; the softest kiss from innocent child
could leave a tainting mark.
I've left my share and now I fear...
I've crossed the line, kicked the white from unitary form, serving time.
Climbed the fence into concentration camps built from my own hands.
Tired of the mire.
Just one last kiss, just one last kiss to rape the choice you made.
just one last, just one last, just one last choice you make.
Tepid hearts feed mediocre lives.
I'll tear the film off, exposed your soul to mine.
Waiting to submerge myself in love you've left for me.
Waiting patiently.
Mind grows numb dancing with disfigured forms.
My apologies.
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