| In denial of the thoughts that our feelings dissolve
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| Your words were always chosen wisely, disguising all intent
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| Amidst the poetry, I thought I heard you say
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| «Let's make a deal, a diamond for disease…»
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| Then the promise of never was as embracing as the act of strangulation
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| The idea of forever became the grandest humiliation
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| I keep remembering your words, spoken in the guise of an oath, the promise of
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| never
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| Now never is all I ever receive, never, and the knowledge of your disease
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| Those two words spoken aloud, I do, the promise of never
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| Yet I still come, like a moth to a flame in assurance of pain
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| Still you come, a breathing deathwish, with daggers drawn
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| Always denying the idea that the mystery’s resolved
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| Examined closely, understanding all intent
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| Amidst our screaming, I know I heard you say
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| «Let's make a deal, a diamond for disease…»
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| If that’s your idea of forever, I would gladly take strangulation
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| Your idea of forever is the grandest humiliation
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| Your matrimony was silenced
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| All vows forgotten and the burden placed on me to aid you from the marriage bed
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| That’s when the promise of never became as embracing as strangulation
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| Your idea of forever, the grandest humiliation
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| Yet I never know how loosely you used the word friend
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| In time I learned
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| This I cannot forgive, but only you know the truth
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| Your secrets, they follow, and shadows always show the path to the fallen
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| The liars wielding daggers
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| Take your skin away, wield the liar’s dagger
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| Because along this path are fragile whispers guiding me with guilt
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| And though they scream the faintest lies
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| They lead me to the knowledge that your words were chosen wisely
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| Disguised was all intent
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| Within the deceit, I know I heard you say…
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| For now, for forever; |
| from the start, this was the deal
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| «A diamond for disease.» |