Cassandra Gemini

I think I've become one of the others
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 I think I've become one of the others
 I think I've become one of the others
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 There was a frail syrup dripping off his lap danced lapel
 Punctuated by her decrepit prowl she
 Washed down the hatching gizzard
 Soft as a mane of needles
 His orifice icicles hemorrhaged by combing her torso to a pile
 Perspired the trophy shelves made room for his collapse
 She was a mink handjob in sarcophagus heels
 Bring me to my knees, read the sharpened lines
 All my arms bled me blind
 
 Faucet leaks in shadows
 Spilling from morgue lancet
 Caressed your fontanelle
 I've sworn to kill every last one
 Every last one
 Panic in the shakes of the wounded
 Panic in the worms
 Onto the floor and out of your mouth and out of your eyelids
 No there's no light
 In the darkest of your furthest reaches
 No there's no light
 In the darkest of your furthest reaches
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 All your dreams splintered off
 Leech by leech on this catafalque
 
 Anyone will tell you, yes, anyone
 Chance had me setting a trip wire alarm
 Your mother flirted with disease
 When she skinned that costume by its navel strings
 Panic in the shakes of the wounded
 Panic in the worms
 Onto the floor and out of your mouth and out of your eyelids
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 No there's no light
 In the darkest of your furthest reaches
 No there's no light
 In the darkest of your furthest reaches
 No there's no light
 In the darkest of your furthest reaches
 No there's no light
 In the darkest of your furthest reaches
 Shockless shackles free you
 Volt face cons
 Abandon you again
 I won't feel, not this time
 Shockless shackles free you
 Volt face cons
 Abandon you again
 I won't feel not this time (oh, yeah)