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As I Lay Dying - Cauterize

Cauterize
As I Lay Dying
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The truth of my heart is like a repressed tale,
A censored and silenced story.

Repression or restraint —
It is a delicate balance
Between bleeding out what will make me drown
And closing in what I cannot afford to spill.

Either way I must cauterize,
Cauterize the open wound.

I'm caught between the feeling
Of being pulled apart
Or stuffed into a cell.
I'm caught between the feeling
Of being pulled apart
Or stuffed into a cell.

And if these are the only options,
This will always be hell (neverending).

Though I still may be breathing,
There is no quality of life,
So I choose to risk it all for you,
For you to be by my side (my side).

I'm caught between the feeling
Of being pulled apart
Or stuffed into a cell.
I'm caught between the feeling
Of being pulled apart
Or stuffed into a cell.

A crowd is easy to deceive,
But now I am a patient on the table

I'll give you the knife,
Cut away as you see fit.

Just promise me the patience
To wait for me to heal.

I'm caught between the feeling
Of being pulled apart
Or stuffed into a cell.
I'm caught between the feeling
Of being pulled apart
Or stuffed into a cell.

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