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Pain Of Salvation

Meaningless

I still smell of sweat

still the scent of my giving in

tried to feel regret

but I wanted to stay on my skin.

I still fantasize

Close my eyes to the wrong again

still those "fuck me" eyes

as I'm licking the palm of my hand.

How the hell am I supposed to keep myself

when you are so damn far away

and everything feels meaningless and I am not mine.

How the hell am I supposed to keep myself

when you are so damn far away

and everything feels meaningless and I am not mine.

I still smell of sex

still her taste on my fingertips

Try to feel remorse

But it's hard with her wet on my lips.

How the hell am I supposed to keep myself

when you are so damn far away

and everything feels meaningless and I am not mine.

How the hell am I supposed to keep myself

when you are so damn far away

and everything feels meaningless and I am not mine.

I need something of my own

something with a locked door

A room just for me alone

something that I can control.

I need something of my own

I need something cutting to the bone

I need something that is mine

If that must be guilt then fine.

I wanted something nice and fine

this guilt is a hole but it's mine.

I wanted something nice

this guilt is a hole but it's mine.