A Plausible Agreement

Peel off every layer of skin
Expose me for who I really am
Then wire me through the circuit
Oh how perfectly the blood runs down

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And I don't need a blade to bleed
And I don't need a voice to scream
And I don't need an angel to sing
To know I won't be coming home tonight

Stand up to meet the concrete
Pull the trigger to face the grave
Wrap me neatly up in lies
Condemn my soul in this disguise

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Just know I won't be coming home tonight.