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Bleed Someone Dry - Taste Of Myself Lyrics




I'm locked inside of the walls of my psychosis
Slave to an insatiable appetite
To satisfy my obsession
The emptiness I feel inside
I can feel it in my gut, in my head
Causing me all this suffering
I cannot handle this - lust
How this itching thirst
Is such a manic curse?

The passing minutes
One after another
Hours on hours and my hunger grows more
Morbid
I hold this blade in my hand
Removing portions of my flesh

Quenching my deranged thirst
All my most hidden fears I let go
Painfully pleasant
So deeply gratifying
The taste of my flesh
I'm motionless
I'm motionless
I'm crying
I feel the knife
It's running deep down inside
This feels so sick
A Devil's trick
Can't satisfy the need for a taste of myself

Deluded, so to be able to visualise
That faded, distant hope
I've dug my grave every f*cking day
I'm so pathetic, (I'm so pathetic)

Passing minutes
One after another
Hours on hours and my hunger grows more and more
Gruesome
I hold this blade in my hand
Removing portions of my flesh

Quenching my deranged thirst
All my most hidden fears I let go
Painfully pleasant
So deeply gratifying
The taste of my flesh
I'm motionless
I'm motionless
I'm crying
I feel the knife
It's running deep down inside
This blood's so thick
A Devil's trick
Can't satisfy the need for a taste of myself

And yet another fall into oblivion of my self-destruction
All that I've left behind
Another piece of me
Slowly devouring all the fragments of my useless flesh
Blood runs out of my veins
All turns red
F*ck it
Make it like I'll never get out
The last you'll see of me
A retching taste of evil
That sick obsessive need
This is my slaughterhouse
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I'm locked inside of the walls of my psychosis
Slave to an insatiable appetite
To satisfy my obsession
The emptiness I feel inside
I can feel it in my gut, in my head
Causing me all this suffering
I cannot handle this - lust
How this itching thirst
Is such a manic curse?

The passing minutes
One after another
Hours on hours and my hunger grows more
Morbid
I hold this blade in my hand
Removing portions of my flesh

Quenching my deranged thirst
All my most hidden fears I let go
Painfully pleasant
So deeply gratifying
The taste of my flesh
I'm motionless
I'm motionless
I'm crying
I feel the knife
It's running deep down inside
This feels so sick
A Devil's trick
Can't satisfy the need for a taste of myself

Deluded, so to be able to visualise
That faded, distant hope
I've dug my grave every f*cking day
I'm so pathetic, (I'm so pathetic)

Passing minutes
One after another
Hours on hours and my hunger grows more and more
Gruesome
I hold this blade in my hand
Removing portions of my flesh

Quenching my deranged thirst
All my most hidden fears I let go
Painfully pleasant
So deeply gratifying
The taste of my flesh
I'm motionless
I'm motionless
I'm crying
I feel the knife
It's running deep down inside
This blood's so thick
A Devil's trick
Can't satisfy the need for a taste of myself

And yet another fall into oblivion of my self-destruction
All that I've left behind
Another piece of me
Slowly devouring all the fragments of my useless flesh
Blood runs out of my veins
All turns red
F*ck it
Make it like I'll never get out
The last you'll see of me
A retching taste of evil
That sick obsessive need
This is my slaughterhouse
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Writer: Jonathan Mazzeo, Ruben Spizzichino, Mattia Baldanzi, Niccolò D'Alario, Alessio Bruni
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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