they had all turned and looked away
you felt their backs and you went away
segregated yourself for another day
nobody was looking or cared..
alone.

it's going back inside.

you and the beast sat alone
shaking hands and saying hello
so easily manipulated, you let him go
and once inside, he let go.

wrapping yourself up around the beast
he was so hard but fragile and a delicate pink
his color matched your color and it made you think
maybe sometimes you could put him back inside.

this dead lover that still loves you
always working to pleasure you
Oscar still loves you, he still loves you
doing all he can to make you scream.

once inside he broke and sank
deeper inside than you may think
you pulled him away and found he was gone
panic and paranoia, Oscar was gone

how can he do this to you?
when the world had left and turned its back on you
he was always there for you.
now he's gone and turned on you, too
what the hell has he done this for?
why won't he just crawl back out and home?

that dead lover that still loved you
he's broken now, he never loved you.
Oscar doesn't love you, he never loved you.
doing all he can to make you scream.

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