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I can feel your life like a fragile thing i can call my own
If i squeeze real tight i can feel right through your neck & bone
I think i have the right for your sins you know you must atone
I can feel your life like a fragile thing i can call my own
If i took my vengeance now, if i come into your home
Do you think it would haunt my soul & no one could condone?
Would my actions faulter? would my conscience overrule?
Would i get more pleasure with my bare hands or a tool?
Tell me something
Chorus
It was my torture & it was your gain
It was your pleasure & it was my pain
Now i'm left out in the cold
At first i bent & then i cracked
While you made plans behind my back
I'm sure you think it was clever
I can feel your life like a fragile thing i can call my own
If i squeeze real tight i can feel right through your neck & bone
I think i have the right for your sins you know you must atone
I can feel your life like a fragile thing i can call my own
Chorus
I can feel your life like a fragile thing i can call my own
If i squeeze real tight i can feel right through your neck & bone
I think i have the right for your sins you know you must atone
I can feel your life like a fragile thing i can call my own
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