| I’m wearing your dress
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| I walk in your shoes
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| I’m humming your favorites
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| I’m making your moves
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| I’m breathing your grace
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| I handle with care
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| I talked to your neighbor
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| I said you ain’t there
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| Well, I’m here to shed your blood
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| I’m here to rip your heart in two
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| Well, I came to hear you scream
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| I came to make my peace with you
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| That’s why, pain machine
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| That’s why, pain machine
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| I’m living your lie
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| I’m proving you’re real
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| I sign with your lipstick
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| Your part of the deal
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| I call the police
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| I’m closing your eyes
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| I’m washing your hands clean and switch off your light
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| Well, I’m here to shed your blood
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| I’m here to rip your heart in two
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| Well, I came to hear you scream
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| I came to make my peace with you
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| That’s why, pain machine
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| That’s why, pain machine
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| That’s why
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| That’s why
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| That’s why
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| Pain machine, pain machine
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| That’s why
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| That’s why
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| That’s why
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| Pain machine, pain machine
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| That’s why
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| I’m here to rip your heart in two
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| Well, I came to hear you scream
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| I came to make my peace with you
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| That’s why, pain machine
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| That’s why, pain machine
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| That’s why
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| I call the police
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| I’m here to rip your heart in two
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| I handle with care
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| I came to make my peace with you
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| That’s why, pain machine
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| That’s why, pain machine
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| That’s why |