The Last Kiss 
A.F.I.

Hung in your room, swaying, 
hoping only that you'll see.
All by myself, I'm alone in such poor company.
The deeper I think, the deeper I seem to sink, 
I can't stop the insects that are feeding, 
pull the needles from beneath my skin. 
I broke myself, shattered, 
tied a bow around every peice.
You'll love the eyes. 
Have they always shown so vacantly? 
The more I show the less you'll want to know.
I can't stop the insects that are feeding, 
pull the needles from beneath my skin.
Now I'm on display. I am becoming. 
Hurt myself today. It's all for you.
Do you like what I'm becoming? 
Cut myself today. It's all for you.
I part the night, flashing, 
approaching as I watch you flee.
Pushed through your panes. 
Seems I've landed quite uncomfortably.
But as I pass through souls of broken glass 
I can't stop the insects that are feeding.
Pull the needles from beneath my skin.
 
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