| I am the sinner with only socks on
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| They huddle around me across their arms
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| Seeking chaos in injury
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| Fear of breathing close to me
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| Hammer it home I want to hammer it in
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| Take the lot on and never give in
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| You don’t know the pain it can cause
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| You don’t know how far we had got
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| Now there is blood swirling inside of me
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| I cannot cut it and hurl it away
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| The problem returned a gift from hell
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| It licks and holds onto your fear
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| Hammer it home I want to hammer it in
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| Take the lot on and never give in
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| You don’t know the pain it can cause
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| You don’t know how far we’d got
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| Hammer it home if you’ll believe me still
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| And my surprise at this kill
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| What would you do if you were like me
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| Taken in when he said
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| That he wanted to take me home
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| And he takes me up to his room
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| And he says no no no no it’s good
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| But it’s a last fatal fuck
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| Then you know that love is hell |