There's no escape from the flesh
We are the maggots feeding from its death
We are the ghosts inside its breath
Splinters of decay rupture through the rest
And oh the melancholic cry
Can't recognize these limbs
This hair, this face, these eyes
The corporeal form that struggles to survive
Eyelids grow heavy, longing to be mummified
I wish I'd made everything up
But would it matter if I did
I am only how I'm perceived
I don't exist otherwise
I do not exist
Death's Head - Dysmorfia Lyrics
Death's Head - Dysmorfia Lyrics
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There's no escape from the flesh
We are the maggots feeding from its death
We are the ghosts inside its breath
Splinters of decay rupture through the rest
And oh the melancholic cry
Can't recognize these limbs
This hair, this face, these eyes
The corporeal form that struggles to survive
Eyelids grow heavy, longing to be mummified
I wish I'd made everything up
But would it matter if I did
I am only how I'm perceived
I don't exist otherwise
I do not exist
We are the maggots feeding from its death
We are the ghosts inside its breath
Splinters of decay rupture through the rest
And oh the melancholic cry
Can't recognize these limbs
This hair, this face, these eyes
The corporeal form that struggles to survive
Eyelids grow heavy, longing to be mummified
I wish I'd made everything up
But would it matter if I did
I am only how I'm perceived
I don't exist otherwise
I do not exist
Writer: Rhys Fehrenbacher
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid