| Push
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| This sugar will kill your pain
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| Push
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| This sugar will kill your pain
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| Push
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| This sugar will kill your pain
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| Push
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| This sugar will kill your pain
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| Push
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| Sate your frustration
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| Quench your sick desire
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| Sweeten your pain with fairy dust
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| As desperation melts down this toxic powder
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| On that spoon you set your life on fire
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| Sense of shame to forget
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| Far astray you’ll wander
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| Isolated in regret
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| Narcotize your existence
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| It’s self-destruction
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| It’s suicide
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| These wicked voices bewitch you
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| But you’re too young to die
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| Speak to your torment honey
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| And listen to your soul
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| As we’re the temple of strength
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| And we must soldier on
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| Push, push, push, push
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| I want to see you push
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| The hunter has become the prey
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| The master’s turned into a slave
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| Push, push, push, push
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| We all want to see you push
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| Your mother’s cry, your father’s prayers
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| They just mean nothing
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| Push
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| And pump this venom through the veins
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| Into your bleeding heart
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| Push
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| And put an end to all this pain with this final act
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| Push
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| Orgasmic rapture, down in a hole
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| The needle bleeds, the pleasure grows
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| Internal fracture, denial of your soul
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| Your blood freezes your body
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| Push, push, push, push
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| So let me see you push
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| The hunter has become the prey
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| The master’s turned into a slave
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| Push, push, push, push
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| We all want to see you push
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| Your mother’s cry, your father’s prayers
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| Make way for silence
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| Push
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| And pump this venom through the veins
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| Into your bleeding heart
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| Push
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| And put an end to all this pain with this final act
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| How can you do this to yourself in your very prime?
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| Life’s worth living no matter what is the sacrifice |