Harpe

But can you keep it to yourself?
There's nothing i won't do
To know that you're distorted
To feel the end of you
And though i've been contorted
I'm gonna see this through
And there's a space i'll occupy
More harm done from the inside
And when you sleep you'll see my face
No other hands will grip you
And there's and image you replace
I know the real one

What i wouldn't give to be the one
To choke the last breath from your lungs
What i wouldn't give to
Rub up against the humiliated part of you

It must be worse the more you realizе
Now that there's no one lеft to owe
Its getting backward
Can't you see i'm still your sister not your foe?

In a time when i felt quixotic
In a noise that had found me lifted
Its missing
Just risen
From a path, from a tongue
From a bitch that became so twisted
Resisted every word that he said
'Neurotic', 'Exotic'
Better moods get me bodied
To a new state i advance
Passed the shade and the groping of hands
Better zip that pussy and lock it
Better put your faith in a new plan and
Girl you've got it all wrong