| I watch you tap the blood in my vein
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| My heart you feed on to keep you sustained
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| A parasite that leaves me cold and drained
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| I’m in shock and to leave me paralyzed
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| And the saddest part I realize
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| The absence of truth behind your eyes
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| I feel you tapping my soul from my vein
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| I feel you tapping again on my vein
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| I feel my life slipping away
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| One more drop of blood I spill
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| One more drop you take
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| One more drop and I will spite
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| And bite the hand that bleeds…
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| I see you have two faces turning
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| Change your face to keep me guessing
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| You have mastered the art of decieving
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| (decieving, decieving, decieving)
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| Now I know no one trusts you
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| Now I know not even you do
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| And I think, your salt in my wounds
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| Now I know no one trusts you
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| Now I know no one trust you
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| Now I know your salt in my wounds
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| One more drop of blood I spill
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| One more drop you take
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| One more drop and I will spite
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| And bite the hand that bleeds
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| Bite the hand that bleeds you
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| Bite the hand that bleeds you
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| Bite the hand that bleeds you
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| Bite the hand that bleeds you
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| One more drop of blood I spill
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| One more drop you take
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| One more drop and I will spite
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| And bite the hand that bleeds
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| Bite the hand that bleeds you
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| Bite the hand that bleeds you
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| Bite the hand that bleeds you
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| Bite the hand that bleeds you
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| You
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| You |