Spleen - Masochismo
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My mouth and tongue flood with saliva's salt
As flame flushes my ears, and blood, my brain
And all my skin writhes with a sense of fault
As livid with the parasites of shame
A second fist hits lip and rips red hot
Saliva drips, now marbled with bright red
A million worms amass within my gut
As muffled ringing resonates my head
Throw all the world can throw at me
Let it all flow, bring in on
Certain in my uncertainty
What doesn’t kill me will make me strong
Please take me with vivacity and verve
Or hate me with raw passion and pure zeal
Just let me feel that something's touched a nerve
Or show me something real that I can feel
You beat me with your barrages of blame
Attempt to rectify me with your fist
And even though I writhe in fear and shame
You'll never truly hurt a masochist
Throw all the world can throw at me
Let it all flow, bring in on
Certain in my uncertainty
What doesn’t kill me will make me strong
My mouth and tongue flood with saliva's salt
As flame flushes my ears, and blood, my brain
And all my skin writhes with a sense of fault
As livid with the parasites of shame
A second fist hits lip and rips red hot
Saliva drips, now marbled with bright red
A million worms amass within my gut
As muffled ringing resonates my head
Throw all the world can throw at me
Let it all flow, bring in on
Certain in my uncertainty
What doesn't kill me will make me strong
As flame flushes my ears, and blood, my brain
And all my skin writhes with a sense of fault
As livid with the parasites of shame
A second fist hits lip and rips red hot
Saliva drips, now marbled with bright red
A million worms amass within my gut
As muffled ringing resonates my head
Throw all the world can throw at me
Let it all flow, bring in on
Certain in my uncertainty
What doesn’t kill me will make me strong
Please take me with vivacity and verve
Or hate me with raw passion and pure zeal
Just let me feel that something's touched a nerve
Or show me something real that I can feel
You beat me with your barrages of blame
Attempt to rectify me with your fist
And even though I writhe in fear and shame
You'll never truly hurt a masochist
Throw all the world can throw at me
Let it all flow, bring in on
Certain in my uncertainty
What doesn’t kill me will make me strong
My mouth and tongue flood with saliva's salt
As flame flushes my ears, and blood, my brain
And all my skin writhes with a sense of fault
As livid with the parasites of shame
A second fist hits lip and rips red hot
Saliva drips, now marbled with bright red
A million worms amass within my gut
As muffled ringing resonates my head
Throw all the world can throw at me
Let it all flow, bring in on
Certain in my uncertainty
What doesn't kill me will make me strong