Tearing Away

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The touch, the adrenaline, the rush

Against my skin, the chills it gives me

I think of situations that I know won't happen but the thoughts are so erratic that I know I have to have it

It's on my mind all the time, and it can happen now

This moment is slow

Let me savour it all

The pleasure and pain

The touch, the rush

I need it now or the thoughts won't stop

My depression and paranoia work in co-op

Don't look at me when this tear drops

Hello again, my metal friend

Give me pleasure and pain when my arm shows red

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