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Is this the real life?
Is this a fever dream?
Am I the virus?
Come on baby, cut me open
A living lesson in plastic surgery
Pull back your skin, invite me in
I wanna taste another artery
And when I'm bleeding on the carpet
And weeping like a wound
Did I get you in the mood?
Did I get you in the
Oh
Disaster be my master
Until the end, my melancholy ever after
Oh, misery be my mistress
For better or worse
You only want me when I hurt
I'm a ghost in the shell
Got my own private hell
But I'm wearing it well, I'm wearing it well
Grab the pliers, strip back all the wires
'Til there's nothing left
There's something ticking in my chest
Is this the real life or some sick fantasy?
A living lesson in faded morality
But I like it when you leave me in the dirt
It's like art, the way you work
You only want me when I hurt
Oh
Disaster be my master
Until the end, my melancholy ever after
Oh, misery be my mistress
For better or worse
You only want me when I hurt
You only want me when I hurt
I want you to
Hurt me, hurt me
Hurt me, hurt me
I'm a ghost in the shell, got my own private hell
But I'm wearing it well, I'm wearing it well
Take it all
Drain the blood and watch it pour
Let's make a mess
There's something ticking in my chest
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