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underneath the bottom hearing foreign tongues
nothing neads to heal; the blood is congealed
it's easy to deal 'cos you've been breathing with yr
iron lung
when life seems unreal, so secrets reveal
when everyone wants to come around
and pretend they own your mouth.
everyone hits ground; it passes around
remember your witness, you saw you begin this
so nothing can hurt you; your armor is virtue
and love will deliver you from your mind in time
you're fine.

licking the faces of your lover, fear
it's a soul kiss with your heart; it'll tear you apart
alone in your darkness apartment just wondering
who you were
and where did it all start; examine the marks
they lead to that part of you under what you call your face,
It's you that you replaced
with cryptic inscriptions and septic prescriptions
but under the tattoos, you're smiling back at you
it's true
and no one can save you unless you allow them to.

so unplug your iron lung
and kiss you
and become.

love will deliver you from your mind, in time.
you're fine.
you're mine.