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I am desire but you are weak |
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And I despise the sound of leaks |
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In veins too quiet to even speak |
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Just bleed despair but never scream |
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I am revenge and disbelief |
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And I regret the tracks I leave |
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In snow that isn't even deep |
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I hold the blade, sharp as can be |
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You had me going out of my head |
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With all the things that you said |
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You had me going out of my head |
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But now I walk away from you instead |
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I am on fire but you retreat |
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With arteries so tense they shriek |
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Anemic secrets that won't keep |
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A heart that numb must choose deceit |
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I am mayhem and treachery |
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And dead-ends never bothered me |
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Your hollow voice shouts, "Victory!" |
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But whispers, restless, when you sleep, |
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"She had me going out of my head" |
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I did descend but now I'm free |
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And I confess you still seem sweet |
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But you no longer disarm me |
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You had me going out of my head |
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With all the things that you said |
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You had me going out of my head |
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But now I walk away from you instead |
