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"Girls like me don't understand how we wind up Siamese twins
Connected at the neck; when you breathe out, our bodies breathe in.
Girls like me don't talk about who's really in control
For when your mouth is open, we can see right down that hole.
For all you know of skin and bones, of muscles, brain, and heart
Can you not learn the distance when we stand so close apart?
Girls like me have given up on lending out our eyes
For if and when you give them back, they've shrunk another size.
Your tiny tweezer hands are so precise, but cold as steel.
And girls like me are sick of being flesh they touch, but never feel!
For all you know of nervous systems, organs and insides
Has science taught you nothing of what's underneath the hide?
Girls like me can trace the shadows as they fade away
Running from the sun and dying at the end of days.
Girls like me can shed your body, lose this extra weight
We'll CUT YOUR THROAT if that's what it will take for twins to separate!
Separate
Separate
Separate..."
After being week-ruiningly horrified at Konami's most recent decisions regarding the treatment of the older Silent Hill games, a fellow SH artist and I decided to drown our sorrows in artwork.
This is mostly weird symbolic fanfic crap, admittedly, but it's a picture that's been in my head for awhile and it was a lot of fun to get it out.
Heather/Alessa is © Konami.
Lyrics are © Thoushaltnot.
Connected at the neck; when you breathe out, our bodies breathe in.
Girls like me don't talk about who's really in control
For when your mouth is open, we can see right down that hole.
For all you know of skin and bones, of muscles, brain, and heart
Can you not learn the distance when we stand so close apart?
Girls like me have given up on lending out our eyes
For if and when you give them back, they've shrunk another size.
Your tiny tweezer hands are so precise, but cold as steel.
And girls like me are sick of being flesh they touch, but never feel!
For all you know of nervous systems, organs and insides
Has science taught you nothing of what's underneath the hide?
Girls like me can trace the shadows as they fade away
Running from the sun and dying at the end of days.
Girls like me can shed your body, lose this extra weight
We'll CUT YOUR THROAT if that's what it will take for twins to separate!
Separate
Separate
Separate..."
After being week-ruiningly horrified at Konami's most recent decisions regarding the treatment of the older Silent Hill games, a fellow SH artist and I decided to drown our sorrows in artwork.
This is mostly weird symbolic fanfic crap, admittedly, but it's a picture that's been in my head for awhile and it was a lot of fun to get it out.
Heather/Alessa is © Konami.
Lyrics are © Thoushaltnot.
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