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Pulse consistent
Holy Ghost keeps whispering
You'll come home
Persistent, how he told me to hate my body
Off I go
All those scars are hard to hide
I'm still sleeping fully clothed
But that's not what you wanted, was it?

Friends couldn't see me when I'd gone
Wednesday school, how greats my god
Losing faith is losing all
The folks you thought might give a fuck
That's only in their house
Hate myself and stay devout
But that's not what I wanted, was it?

Patron saint of all dysmorphic
Peeling off my skin to torch it

I can't hide enough
Under a bright light you'd find every crooked line I've got
All they taught I read as shameful
How my natures fatal
Now, I can't stand when I'm being touched
Only damage, hoping this next shot hits
Maybe then I'll forget what they've done

No, I'll blame myself
Should've listened when they spoke
How could I have been so bold?
Every passage that I read
Between the lines and I was told

That I'm disgusting in my mind and in my body
Is this what you wanted?

I can't hide enough
Under a bright light you'd find every crooked line I've got
All they taught I read as shameful
How my natures fatal
Now I can't stand when I'm being touched
Only damage, hoping this next shot hits
Maybe then I'll forget what they've done so far

It doesn't get less hard
Just needed a body that I could fit into
My fault, is it my fault?
Just needed some different skin

All of the pictures from when I was a kid, I am wearing the same coat

I'd say it was at least two sizes too big, but it covered from head to toe
I felt that I can't hide enough

I can't hide enough
Under a bright light you'd find every crooked line I've got
All they taught I read as shameful
How my natures fatal
Now I can't stand when I'm being touched
Only damage, hoping this next shot hits
Maybe then I'll forget what they've done so far

Flaws all covered
Poor posture
Gave my heart your black altar
Broke my bones to fit your mold
Holy

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