"Slave to the World"
By Trevor de Sade
I rip at my pretty face
Loathe the fiery taste
Need an angel heartbeat
To replace this hole in me
I feel the safety-pins tear
The tourniquet to take care
I got this blood in my hair
I bathe, I'm so fucking raw
The filth & the fury
Of my love
Is what makes me
Who I am
Myself I am driven
Despite what I've given...into
Slave to the world
I feel like the girl
You want me...to...be
Meek & So fragile
I'm not an angel
I'm not praying, but I'm on my knees
Hate is logic
Where to Hell good morals go
Here we burn so taut & slow
I open my eyes to this
That my hands are smeared with shit
Listen to daddy's tongue
I know what mommys done
Did it ever sound like fun
Is that why you made me turn away
The filth & the fury
Of my love
Is what makes me
Who I am
The halos are hollow
The fragile, they follow
Slave to the world
I feel like the girl
You want me...to...be
Meek & So fragile
I'm not an angel
I'm not praying, but I'm on my knees
Hate is logic
The filth & the fury
Of my love
Is what makes me
Who I am
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"Slave to the World"
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