Amygdala's Rag Doll

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I hide, I hide in iodine words
 It's something inexplicable, it's something unaccountable
 I cry, I cry when anything hurts
 Vexatious, my amygdala, that I can't do a thing about
 The tricks and trivials of every 24
 Maybe you could tone it down
 A little more
 And I, and I don't know
 Oh, all I ever knew before
 Were clusters of holes
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 An eye for an eye
 That's how the game works
 I'm losing my autonomy, a mutilated part of me
 And I defy the way the game works
 Between you and me, it's only getting worse
 From the mouth of a cauterized rag doll
 Supplications to leave him alone
 From the mouth of the cauterized rag doll
 Throw the nails away and leave him alone!
 I don't know where the thoughts are coming from!
 Pull my strings and swallow ichor
 Fire burns and the rags are torn apart!
 I can't inhale anymore
 'Cause all I've ever known are holes!
 (Holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes)
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 Today something changed
 I figured it's true
 The frontal lobe placed me behind my own strings
 'Cause I defy the way the game works
 I'll say it again, I'm only getting worse
 The dull assumptions that I've tasted decency
 Waiting for the embers
 To lose their glow
 And I, and I don't know
 Oh, all I've ever seen before
 Were clusters of holes (waiting for the world to burn)
 (Waiting for the holes to close now)
 (Waiting for the world to burn)
 (Waiting for the holes to close now) I can't see (waiting for the world to burn)
 The holes in my memories (waiting for the holes to close now)
 The fire and I, alone again (waiting for the world to burn)
 The guilt and I, alone again! (Waiting for the holes to close now)
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 Say we take what had been torn apart!
 Say we mend any patchwork discord
 Turning eyes to the trypo-puppeteer!
 I can't exhale anymore, so
 One, two, three, and we'll tie the tourniquet!
 Pull my skin and swallow ichor!
 Fire burns and the rags are torn apart!
 I can't inhale anymore
 Day by day, and day, after day, I'm causing trouble anyway
 Pull the fire alarm
 I never meant any harm!
 Never meant any harm
 Well, say my limbs are torn apart and all the stuffing falls out
 Let the toy wind down, it should've never been wound!
 I never meant any harm
 Say we take what had been torn apart
 Say we mend any patchwork discord
 Turning eyes to the trypo-puppeteer
 Waiting for the world to burn, so
 One, two, three, and we'll tie the tourniquet!
 Larvae eating away at everything!
 World goes 'round, I'm the trypo-puppeteer!
 Laugh along, I'm spreading holes! (Holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes)
 Now I know this has always been my fault (holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes)
 And I can't inhale anymore!
 

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Duration
04:35
Key
9
Tempo
159 BPM

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