Dysphoria by The Obsidians Lyrics

[pre-Chorus]
A man, sits alone in his bedroom
As he stands over his grave
Her blood stained body on the bedtop
The blade reveals the sting
But deep inside his failing heart
He fails to feel a thing

[Chorus]
Her blood… is a beautiful thing
This pain, it’s a beautiful thing
He stands
Divided from this body
All the endless tracks of pain
He could fight this all he wants to, but he’d be doing it in vain


He stares at this body with tears in his eyes
This blood is a beautiful thing
But it shouldn’t be his
He hates the weight that her body brings
Her blood stained body on the bedtop
The blade reveals the sting
But deep inside his failing heart
He fails to feel a thing
[Chorus]
Her blood… is a beautiful thing
This pain, it’s a beautiful thing
He stands
Divided from this body
All the endless tracks of pain
He could fight this all he wants to, but he’d be doing it in vain


He stands
Divided from this body
All the endless tracks of pain
He could fight this all he wants to, but he’d be doing it in vain. x3

This body isn’t his
Cause no matter where he runs or hides
Her body won’t be his
FUCK
This blood is a temporary escape
From all these hated figures
From her hated shape
The only way to live is to dissociate

[Chorus]
Her blood… is a beautiful thing
This pain, it’s a beautiful thing
He stands
Divided from this body
All the endless tracks of pain
He could fight this all he wants to, but he’d be doing it in vain

A man, sits alone in his bedroom
As he stands over his grave
Her blood stained body on the bedtop
The blade reveals the sting
But deep inside his failing heart

He fails to feel a thing x2