Wounded

The face of the devil is bald and emaciated
And I'm staring him dead in the eyes
When I look into the knife
Reflection of the knife
Reflection of the knife

Tendons and ligaments I didn't even know I had are visible
And when it gets too hot, my veins throb with an ache
Tendons and ligaments I didn't even know I had are visible
And when it gets too hot, my veins throb with an ache
I wish you ached with

My veins throb with an ache, I wish you ached with
My veins throb with an ache, I wish you ached with
My veins throb with an ache, I wish you ached with
My veins throb with an ache, I wish you ached with

My veins throb with an ache, I wish you ached with
My veins throb with an ache, I wish you ached with
My veins throb with an ache, I wish you ached with
My veins throb with an ache, I wish you ached with

I love you, but I will not forgive you (forgive you, forgive you)
I love you, but I will not forgive you (forgive you, forgive you)
I love you, but I will not forgive you (forgive you, forgive you)
I love you, but I will not forgive you (forgive you, forgive you)



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Writer(s): Eve Beeker
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