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"I am the unclean |
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The black drop at the bottom of your cup |
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You'd better drink or throw me up |
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'Cause I am on your lip and tongue |
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God |
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I'm not yours as much as you are mine |
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So let me in to be your lung |
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Just breathe me deep and take another sip |
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So still |
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A taste so sweet but so bitter the kill |
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Still on your lip |
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You are so close |
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I'll let you come |
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Between my legs you are closer death than sun |
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And I'm not your daughter as much as you're my son |
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I'll let you come |
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In my mouth on your lip |
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So ready and thirsty for the next sip |
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You let me in, I let you come |
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I'd never let you down |
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You let me win, I let you drown!" |
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Getting used to pain |
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I am crying unwept tears through this violence |
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I'll die trying to break this thick crust of silence |
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"I am the greatest star |
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So bright that you all come forth and beg to taste my light |
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I can take you far but I'll burn you out before we get there |
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But hey! Who am I to stand in your way? |
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Go ahead; swallow me down! |
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I'll have no problems finding myself out |
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When you've gone down |
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When your all cracked and wound." |
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Getting used to pain |
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I am crying unwept tears through this violence |
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I'll die trying to break this thick crust of silence |
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Trading pain is a bad deal |
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I've got more than my share |
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Too much to bear! |
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Every beat of the hammer |
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Every blood stricken street: |
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A way to trade off heat. |
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They will bleed till I'm empty |
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If I deserve to die I'll make it show |
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I will stain your affection, I will wear out your heart |
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You'll follow where I go |
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Blood stains |
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Cut veins |
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Filthy |
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Murder |
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Leave me... |