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A quivering pile of useless flesh, locked in a padded cell
Hidden of the prying eyes' curiosity
experimental surgery made him what he is today
His head is rotting but his body lives on as a worthless vegetable
Unknown to mankind, the incredible power of his mind
Hideous heredity, genetic imbalance, resorting to cannibalism
A feast begins as the patients skull is cracked open like a walnut
Brains devoured in a frenzied slaughter, thirst for gore nothing more
Bile is dripping, puss from wounds, as the coroner drinks it down
The sights before your eyes you can't describe
A trip through this living hell will rot away your skull
Genital lasceration, anal asphyxiation
Blockage of bowel passage, defication, haemmorhage
Cadaverous mutalation, metamorphial radiation
Devourance of arteries, decapitated extremeties
Cranial excavation, cerebral liquidation
Brain turned to soup, ears are dripping goop
Slimy, cozing, dripping puss, torn out
Fingernails starting to fuss
Shredded cartilage victim lies
Eyes sockets, but no eyes
Miles of intestines strewn all about,
Facial features strickened with gout
Hanging bodies dripping with blood
The blackned fluid sinks in the mud
A quivering pile of useless flesh, locked in a padded cell
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Usher : Burn
I don't understand why
See it's burning me to hold onto this
I know this is something I gotta do
But that don't mean I want to
What I'm trying to say is that I-love-you i just,
I feel like this is coming to an end
And its better for me to
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et it go now than hold on and hurt you
I gotta let it burn
[Verse 1]
It's gonna burn for me to say this
But it's comin from my heart
It's been a long time coming
we da been fell apart
Really wanna work this out
But I don't think yo-
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u're gonna change
I do but you don't
Think it's best we go our separate ways
Tell me why I should stay in this relationship
When I'm hurting baby, I ain't happy baby
Plus there's so many other things I gotta deal with
I think that you shoul....
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