The Social Suicide of an Alter Ego

by Alter Ego For Rent   May 20, 2008


Oh rise
Oh fall
Oh disassemble me now
For shame
I'm ripped from my flesh
Sucked from my flesh
Stripped of my flesh.
Oh sweet, whimsical skin.
I don't miss you like I should.
I don't miss you like I should.
I don't miss you like I should.

Your eyes a diamond in my side
Your eyes a pinprick for tonight
Is there anybody good enough for you?
Is there anybody good enough for you?
Is there anybody good enough for you?
Is there anybody good enough for... you?

{author's note- this is a song, which is why things repeat}

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