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Let me cut into your skin, your blood is my only cure.
I'd like to see how much you can take; how much pain can you endure?
Let me poke you in the eye, you'll appreciate more once you're blind.
Being able to see less, you'll see quality is easier to find.

Run your fingers along the wall, feel the pain these walls contain.
Without knowing much at all, you'll know the artist was insane.
Cut your fingertips and bleed, paint the walls with new, fresh blood.
Place your ears upon it and listen to the wall's heart thud.

Let me breathe upon your neck and make your goosebumps rise.
While you fear, I disappear and nobody's at your side.
Let me turn out the lights; don't tell me you're afraid of the dark?
Every nightmare lives inside you, each ignited with a spark.

Run along that hallway in your twisted little dreams.
The dead end leads right to this wall of all twisted things.
Pound your fists in frustration, you know you can't escape.
You admire it, you crave it, but you know that it's your fate.

Description
Let me cut into your skin, your blood is my only cure.
I'd like to see how much you can take; how much pain can you endure?
Let me poke you in the eye, you'll appreciate more once you're blind.
Being able to see less, you'll see quality is easier to find.

Run your fingers along the wall, feel the pain these walls contain.
Without knowing much at all, you'll know the artist was insane.
Cut your fingertips and bleed, paint the walls with new, fresh blood.
Place your ears upon it and listen to the wall's heart thud.

Let me breathe upon your neck and make your goosebumps rise.
While you fear, I disappear and nobody's at your side.
Let me turn out the lights; don't tell me you're afraid of the dark?
Every nightmare lives inside you, each ignited with a spark.

Run along that hallway in your twisted little dreams.
The dead end leads right to this wall of all twisted things.
Pound your fists in frustration, you know you can't escape.
You admire it, you crave it, but you know that it's your fate.