Only half as good
Thin twisted soul screaming for air
Only half as good as any other
Beaten down until there is nothing
Crying a tearless weep
Inside it burns
Only half as good as any other
Warm my cheek with your burning touch
Crying a tearless weep
I feel used and thrown away
Inside it burns
What was I born a monster?
Warm my cheek with your burning touch
Bent needs left lonely and unhappy
I feel used and thrown away
Unable to help you see
What was I born a monster?
I feel alone within my skin of self dislike
Bent needs left lonely and unhappy
Until nothing around me seems real
Unable to help you see
Drowning within my own pain
I feel alone within my skin of self dislike
Until nothing around me seems real
Thin twisted soul screaming for air
Only half as good as any other
Beaten down until there is nothing
Crying a tearless weep
Inside it burns
Only half as good as any other
Warm my cheek with your burning touch
Crying a tearless weep
I feel used and thrown away
Inside it burns
What was I born a monster?
Warm my cheek with your burning touch
Bent needs left lonely and unhappy
I feel used and thrown away
Unable to help you see
What was I born a monster?
I feel alone within my skin of self dislike
Bent needs left lonely and unhappy
Until nothing around me seems real
Unable to help you see
Drowning within my own pain
I feel alone within my skin of self dislike
Until nothing around me seems real
Thin twisted soul screaming for air
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