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LYRICS
V1
123 o'clock dreading light of morning
warm sunrise, vampirical burning,
body's cold and thoughts disturbing,
tortured soul, this poison's burning
456 o'clock sun upon the window
heart is full of hate/spite for the light that casts a shadow
Magnifies my deepest sorrows
Alibi for the parasitic ego
Pre 1
It's latched on tight
This host is taken for a ride
this time this bodie's calling
Chorus 1
I spy with my little eye
Something inside my mind
My twisted lullaby
My parasite
Who’s darkness shines a light
On fear that I have long denied
You bleed me dry my parasite
V2
123 o'clock drive me like a zombie
running unopposed, anesthetic running through me
feeding from my soul, a delicious way to rule me,
ghost at the controls, through the motions you employ me
456 o'clock spawn of Tarantino
Dust till dawn, living out a horror scene like
Deja Vu, in the flesh but never present
Burried deep this fleeting evanescent
Pre 2
It's latched on tight
This host is taken for a ride
this time this bodie's calling
Chorus 2
I spy with my little eye
Something inside my mind
My twisted lullaby
My parasite
Who’s darkness shines a light
On pain that I have long denied
My fear's the food you eat to thrive
BRIDGE
Something, missing from within
sinking, the harder I resist
disease, eating from within
You seize, the opportunity given
Parasite, leaching on my mind
turning blind, leaving this behind
I've tried, fighting all my life
Your spite, a parasitic seed growing
Zombie, falling apart
no pulse, a black heart
no voice, a throat scar
Your voice, a parasitic seed growing
Zombie, falling apart
no pulse, a black heart
no voice, a throat scar
your voice, a parasitic seed growing
Pre 3
It's latched on tight
This host is taken for a ride
this time this bodie's calling
Chorus 3
I spy with my little eye
Something inside my mind
My twisted lullaby
My parasite
Who’s darkness shines a light
On fear that I have long denied
You bleed me dry my parasite