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All the doves that fly past my eyes Have a stickiness to their wings In the doorway of my demise, I stand Encased in the whisper you taught me
How does it feel? It feels blind How does it feel? Well, it feels fuckin' blind What have you taught me? Nothing Look at what you have taught me, your world has taught me nothing
If you were blind and there was no braille There are no boundaries on what I can feel If you could see, but were taught What you saw wasn't fucking real, yeah
How does it feel? It feels blind How does it feel? Well, it feels fucking blind What have you taught me? Nothing Look at what you have taught me, your world has taught me nothing
I'm the woman I was taught to always be, hungry Yeah, women are well acquainted with thirst Hell, I could eat just about anything We might even eat your hate up like love
I eat your hate like love, I eat your hate like love I eat your hate like love, I eat your hate like love I eat your hate like love, I eat your hate like love I'd eat your fucking hate up like love
How does it feel? It feels blind How does it feel? Well, it feels fucking blind What have you taught me? Nothing Look at what you have taught me, your world has taught me nothing
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