| Between the liquor, the bed and the noise in my head
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| Between your mind and my crime and me in the grime
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| Between the gun, the lead and the lies that I said
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| Through your sweet breath comes the dawn of my death
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| Touch me, hate me
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| Give yourself to me and break me
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| Cut these eyes, and I will see
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| Kiss these lying lips for me
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| Stroke this skin, and I will kneel
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| Brutalize me, I will heal
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| Between the bullet and my lip and the lies you let slip
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| Between the dirt of this soul and your heart that’s a hole
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| Between the place where you hit and this face where you spit
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| Through your sweet breath comes the dawn of my death
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| Touch me, hate me
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| Give yourself to me and break me
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| Cut these eyes, and I will see
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| Kiss these lying lips for me
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| Stroke this skin, and I will kneel
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| Brutalize me, I will heal
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| Cut these eyes, and I will see
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| Kiss these lying lips for me
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| Stroke this skin, and I will kneel
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| Brutalize me, I will heal
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| Cut these eyes, and I will see
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| Kiss these lying lips for me
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| Stroke this skin, and I will kneel
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| Brutalize me, I will heal
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| Cut these eyes, I will see
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| Kiss those lying lips for me
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| Stroke this skin, I will kneel
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| Brutalize me, I will heal
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| Cut these eyes, and I will see
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| Kiss these lying lips for me
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| Stroke this skin, and I will kneel
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| Brutalize me, I will heal |