Masturbation Songtext

Candles lit across my bed
A thousand thoughts run through my head
Broken glass across the floor
And I can't even reach the door

I raped myself
Slow castration
Fell off the shelf (my fascination)
Inside my hell (a simulation)
Put myself in, my situation

I watch the ravens peck my eyes
but I want to watch me die.
Trapped inside my mind's frustration
a morbid kind of masturbation.

A morbid kind of masturbation...

I raped myself
Slow castration
Fell off the shelf (my fascination)
Inside my hell (a simulation)
Put myself in, my situation
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