I used to have something inside, now just this hole that's open wide.

Quote by Nine Inch Nails

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You made me throw it all away, my morals left to decay, how many you...

You made me throw it all away, my morals left to decay, how many you...

Find you, taste you, fuck you, use you, scar you, break you.

Find you, taste you, fuck you, use you, scar you, break you.

The needle tears a hole, the old familiar sting. Try to kill it all away,...

The needle tears a hole, the old familiar sting. Try to kill it all away,...

My lips may promise, but my heart is a whore.

My lips may promise, but my heart is a whore.

Help me get away from myself.

Help me get away from myself.

I'll cross my heart and hope to die, but the needle's already in my eye.

I'll cross my heart and hope to die, but the needle's already in my eye.

The blind have been blessed with security.

The blind have been blessed with security.

You let me violate you, you let me desecrate you, you let me penetrate you,...

You let me violate you, you let me desecrate you, you let me penetrate you,...

I am the plague, I am the swarm. All your hurt sticks on me, and...

I am the plague, I am the swarm. All your hurt sticks on me, and...

You can have it all, my empire of dirt.

You can have it all, my empire of dirt.

Grey would be the color, if I had a heart.

Grey would be the color, if I had a heart.

You can find happiness in slavery.

You can find happiness in slavery.

Blow up the Feds.

Blow up the Feds.

You are the perfect drug.

You are the perfect drug.

I am in the needle in your vain, I am the high you can't sustain....

I am in the needle in your vain, I am the high you can't sustain....

I told you I'd never say goodbye, now I'm slipping on the tears you made...

I told you I'd never say goodbye, now I'm slipping on the tears you made...

Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, I'm going to come all over you.

Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, I'm going to come all over you.

Help me, I've got no soul to sell.

Help me, I've got no soul to sell.

My god pouts on the cover of the magazine, my god's a shallow little bitch...

My god pouts on the cover of the magazine, my god's a shallow little bitch...

A thousand ways to make it true, I want to do terrible things to you.

A thousand ways to make it true, I want to do terrible things to you.