Tourniquet
By alma
"Tourniquet"
She's made of hair and bone and little teeth
and things that cannot speak
she comes on like a crippled plaything
her spine is just a string
I wrapped our love in all this foil
Silver tight like spider legs
I never wanted it to ever spoil
but flies will always lay their eggs
Take your hatred out on me
Make your victim my head
You never ever believed in me
I am your tourniquet
Prosthetic synthesis and butterfly
Sealed up with virgin stitch
If it hurts baby please tell me
Preserve the innocence
I never wanted it to end like this
But flies will lay their eggs
Take your hatred out on me
Make your victim my head
You never ever believed in me
I am your tourniquet
What I wanted, what I needed
What I got for me
What I wanted, what I needed
What I got for me
Take your hatred out on me
Make your victim my head
You never ever believed in me
I am your tourniquet
Take your, take your
Get up out of me
I'm not proud with me
I never ever believed in me
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