My unwanted soul; return me.
Rip me to pieces with hands meant to hold me.
A gift to create life, twisted to put me to rest;
I don’t need this world, unloved to death.
Abused through misuse.
You touched me to devour my tissue.
Together, we’re a disgusting unity;
a manipulation of the gift of creation,
so throw me away.
Why should I be kept?
I can't be convenient.
Left behind with nothing left.
I’ve become the orphan
of this void, you violators.
I am abominated, an unholy sacrifice.
My unwanted soul; return me.
Rip me to pieces with hands meant to hold me.
A gift to create life, twisted to put me to rest.
I don’t need this world, unloved to death.
Look away, look away.
There's nothing to see here.
Look the other way
and I’ll be gone in an instant.
Look away, look away.
There's nothing to see here.
Look the other way
and I’ll be gone in an instant.
There’s nothing left
to touch, to hold, to love here.
What is there left
to touch, to hold, to love?
You'll never hold me.
Don’t touch me.
Don’t hold me.
Don’t love me.
Just lose me.
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