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gob - still feel nothing كلمات الأغنية

i pour salt in your wounds and you don’t even flinch
i sharpen my nails to give you a pinch
my pulse is undetectable, yours is even worse
you’re so dead, i can’t move you, not even with a he-rs-
and you know i’ll wait for you in vain

an excuse for a master, i’m sweating like a slave
you won’t let me have it the reaction i crave
in a sickening epiphany i learn that it’s reversed
i’m all black and blue and hollering cursed
and you know i’ll wait for you to wake

i undress you with flames and gut you awake
take a p-ss on your grave and you would still feel nothing
i could kill you with pain and without a painkiller
toss you away and you would still feel nothing

take a walk to the wishing well, get yourself a drink
drowning yourself, it’s not what you think
get a hold on the tentacles tearing you apart
like a splintered stake through your un-slept heart
and you know i’ll wait for you, always for you, in vain for you

i caress you with flames and gut you awake
take a p-ss on your grave and you would still feel nothing
i could kill you with pain and without a painkiller
toss you away and you would still feel nothing

- gob

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