Babysize

By Scheer

On Infliction

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Don't speak with words, they won't keep me warm

I have no need of you or anyone

And you are not my keeper

And this is not your place

I'll scrub this skin, 'till I reach my bones

Close my ears to everything and everyone

And you are not my father

And this is not your place

And it hurts so hard

It hurts so hard

In this place, in this place

And it moves too fast

And it hurts too hard

In this place

No you are not my father

And this is not your place

I wish I was small as baby size

I could be curled up here, inside you

But you are not my mother

And this is not your place

And it hurts so hard

It hurts so hard

In this place, in this place

And it moves too fast

And it hurts too hard

In this place