[Intro: Whispered, eerie melody]
Ha, ha…
Stretch me till I snap, will that make me divine?
God’s watching with a grin while I walk the line…
[Verse 1]
Hey God, I’ll be the jester—paint my pain with glitter
Smile through the ache, I’m your favorite sinner
Folded like paper, torn just right
Two limbs bent left, two tied tight
Is this a test, or punishment in disguise?
I bleed art in your name, so why ain’t it divine?
[Pre-Chorus 1]
I’m mortal—defected and dressed for display
Twist me into praise, then throw me away
But I’d rather be judged by the ones who’ve been burned
Resting their heads on the lessons they’ve learned
[Chorus]
Bones are crushing, bones are crushing (pushin’ me)
Bodies touching, bodies touching (lovin’ me)
Blood is pumping, blood is pumping (pullin’ me)
Feeling nothing, feeling nothing (fuckin’ me)
Test me, break me, I won’t beg to stay
But mark me down with an A+ anyway
[Verse 2]
Twisted all my limbs for you
Two in knots, and two are bruised
Tied with ribbons like a noose
Will I ever get them loose?
I prayed for love, got a loaded gun
You aimed it well—now see what I’ve become
Call it worship, call it lust
Either way, I turn to dust
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Magic speaks when I’m not talking
Trap your books when I come walking
Place me on your altar high
And watch your sins multiply
[Chorus]
Bones are crushing, bones are crushing (crushin’ me)
Bodies touching, bodies touching (touchin’ me)
Blood is pumping, blood is pumping (pullin’ me)
Feeling nothing, feeling nothing (fuckin’ me)
Test me, stretch me, contort my grace
Just know I smiled as I left no trace
[Bridge: Soft and slow, fading echoes]
Oh, I’m done—no more back bends
No more shape-shifted pretense
Your love’s a cage wrapped in satin lies
I danced for gods, now I sever ties
[Final Chorus: Explosive and haunting]
Bones are breaking, bones are breaking (pushin’ me)
Souls are aching, hearts are faking (lovin’ me)
Veins are hollow, dreams are borrowed (pullin’ me)
Still, I follow, till tomorrow (fuckin’ me)
Ha, ha—guess you thought I’d stay
But angels burn when they’re thrown away
[Outro: Whispered, over soft piano]
So test me, twist me, tie me in red…
But remember, even monsters beg in bed.
Ha… I’m done.
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