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Blood Moon

Make Them Suffer
I went and turned it off,
I'm not finished.
I tried to stitch it shut,
I wasn't finished.

Please, please, please
beat me to pieces.
I'll never cry again,
bludgeon me senseless.

For the friend in my head,
let's endlessly talk.
For the love of God,
make him stop.

Fill me with pain,
I've had enough!

Spill me, wipe me up
and wring me out again.
Spill me, wipe me up
and wring me out again.

Now the blood moon
is pulling it's eyes out,
and my friend in
the dark dances on.

I'm not even there...
No, I'm not even there!

Everybody wants a piece of me,
cut me up and taste my misery.
How come nobody wants a piece of me,
stitch me up and fix my agony.

Spill me, wipe me up
and wring me out again.

Cut me open,
I'm not even there.
Spill my insides,
I'm not even there.

Stitch me up and fix
my everything again.
No, I'm not even there!

Everybody wants a piece of me,
cut me up and taste my misery.
How come nobody wants a piece of me,
This schizophrenia's got me.

Pulling my eyes out!
This blood moon, it's got me.
Pulling my eyes out!

Please, please, please
beat me to pieces.
But now I'm pulling my eyes out,
I'm not finished.