Inanimate Lyrics - Novelists

I might be reborn or it might burn my skin. 

I just don't care, at least I'll finally feel something. 

Tickle every needles stuck in this voodoo doll, 

stab it, stab it, stab it 

listen the sound that comes 

from this fucking empty wreck; 

from this carbonized heart. 

I'm this disheartened man 

who knows that he might end burnt-out. 

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