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StraitjacketMy tongue - your fleshIt tastes like death Razor at wrist A silent, hollow kiss I am caged; locked away Night is the same as day I seethe - I tear Call out but no-one's there In my isolation - hollow It's been years since I saw my face Long forgotten, this asylum Alone I haunt this cursed place Insane - blood lust Fueled by disgust I hide - I hate Hemmed in by iron gates Freedom denied My tears run dry I must escape I cannot accept my fate In my isolation - hollow It's been years since I saw my face Alone I haunt this dead asylum Condemned along with this cursed place Straitjacket The binds of madness Straitjacket Freak |