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I stand before you naked and abused -
Pins in my heart and my ego is bruised.
Always stabbing, burning, tearing, and I'm through.
I am enlightened, indeed I have awoken;
The day I come to life is the day the spell is broken.
I don't feel the pain, I am not insane, I am a voodoo doll.
So pierce me with your razor blades
And burn my flesh with sweet butane.
Then take the needle, slide it through,
Because the one who feels it will be you.
You slice my skin, but it's you who bleeds;
You gouge my eyes, yet I can still see.
Needles sewing, fire glowing, never knowing what you do to me
Is transferred back to whoever I choose
And after years of torture, can you guess who?
So stab me again, never se the end, I am a voodoo doll.
You tied me w noose out of rubber bands.
With needle and thread, you bound my hands.
And then you kicked out the chair and started choking.
I smile - it was you that set this thing in motion.
These bonds are easy enough to break
As they tear my skin, you're the one who feels the pain.
Flesh is ripping, heartbeat skipping, blood is dripping like the rain.
I take your knife and slit my own throat
For good measure and to watch your eyes bulge.
Now you understand, the doll can beat the man. I am a voodoo doll.
Pins in my heart and my ego is bruised.
Always stabbing, burning, tearing, and I'm through.
I am enlightened, indeed I have awoken;
The day I come to life is the day the spell is broken.
I don't feel the pain, I am not insane, I am a voodoo doll.
So pierce me with your razor blades
And burn my flesh with sweet butane.
Then take the needle, slide it through,
Because the one who feels it will be you.
You slice my skin, but it's you who bleeds;
You gouge my eyes, yet I can still see.
Needles sewing, fire glowing, never knowing what you do to me
Is transferred back to whoever I choose
And after years of torture, can you guess who?
So stab me again, never se the end, I am a voodoo doll.
You tied me w noose out of rubber bands.
With needle and thread, you bound my hands.
And then you kicked out the chair and started choking.
I smile - it was you that set this thing in motion.
These bonds are easy enough to break
As they tear my skin, you're the one who feels the pain.
Flesh is ripping, heartbeat skipping, blood is dripping like the rain.
I take your knife and slit my own throat
For good measure and to watch your eyes bulge.
Now you understand, the doll can beat the man. I am a voodoo doll.
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Two Dead Boys
Ladies and Gentlemen, skinny and stout,
I'll tell you a tale I know nothing about;
The Admission is free, so pay at the door,
Now pull up a chair and sit on the floor.
One fine day in the middle of the night,
Two dead boys got up to fight;
Back to back they faced each other,
Drew their swords and shot each other.
A blind man came to watch fair play,
A mute man came to shout "Horray!"
A deaf policeman heard the noise and
Came to stop those two dead boys.
He lived on the corner in the middle of the block,
In a two-story house on a vacant lot;
A man with no legs came walking by,
and kicked the lawman in his thigh.
He crashed thro
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Curtains
They all think we're so perfect
With our pretty faces,
Our pretty smiles,
Our pretty hair,
And our pretty eyes,
That personality people envy
And the attitude everyone wants to have.
They see the layer we want seen
But they don't know what lies underneath.
What would they see if they pulled back the curtains?
Infidelity?
Lies?
Jealousy?
Addiction?
Insecurity?
Cutting?
Depression?
Despair?
Everyone has a mask,
But how plastic is yours?
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Freak Show
Freaks by nature or freaks by choice?
Louder, louder, raise your voice!
Scream until you lungs are sore!
Scream until you speak no more!
Drift into the world below
Drift into your own freak show
Hug the shadows, kiss the night
Start your world of fear and fright
Hide the stars, destroy the moon!
Silence now, the show starts soon
But first to satisfy your crave
Blood for wine, you feast today!
Now wipe away the dripping drops
Want some more? Who would have thought?
Spotlight on the first event
An evil thing you can't prevent
A ghost of black, an empty hole
To symbolize your growing soul
You think you have such empathy?
It's
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My girlfriend brought up an interesting question the other day:
If a voodoo doll comes to life, would it choose who gets its pain?
My answer is yes.
If a voodoo doll comes to life, would it choose who gets its pain?
My answer is yes.
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this is both spooky and awsome