In Dying Arms

In Dying Arms - Blemish lyrics

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I've never felt so exhilarated,
I can't picture this frame being broken.
A fragile display of what we are,
Fragile, be gentle,
Don't break what we have.

My hands slide down your perfect structure.
My senses are tightening by the second.
I could never see this bind breaking.
I see you on your knees like how is your fucking kind.
You disgust me like a slut. You disgust me like a cunt.

The scars spread all around yourself,
If you're so pure, then what's that blemish.
Your blemish
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Language: English

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