| In darkness, you’re all around me
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| I know our future, I feel your body
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| What if I told you that I planned this?
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| What if I want to lose control?
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| What if I take the blame and become the drug
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| And dissolve as you swallow?
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| Covered in your silhouette
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| Elated for your bitter end
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| Don’t hide the shame from our lips
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| Glowing in amber, burn in sin
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| Against the wall, we fall from grace
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| The pain we love is taking shape
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| A burning lust to touch the flame
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| Over and over again
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| We’ve played this role a thousand times
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| The same old script, just different lies
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| You disappear without a trace
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| Concealing the crimes on your face
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| Beneath all the pleasure, all you are is pain
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| And you deserve every second of your suffering
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| But yet I can’t stop, crawling to your doorstep
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| Every time you beckon
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| I’m self destructing, trust in nothing
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| Save me
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| You burn like a cigarette
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| I took my time to suck you in
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| So take me out of my head
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| And spread your ashes on my skin
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| Against the wall, we fall from grace
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| The pain we love is taking shape
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| A burning lust to touch the flame
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| Over and over again
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| We’ve played this role a thousand times
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| The same old script, just different lies
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| You disappear without a trace
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| Concealing the crimes on your face
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| Fall!
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| Your skin like winter, I felt you shiver
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| I heard you whisper but the pills were quicker
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| I watched you wither, I am the killer
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| Against the wall we fall from grace
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| The pain we love is taking shape
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| A burning lust to touch the flame
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| Over and over again
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| We beg like dirt and flesh disarms
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| We built it up, to fall apart
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| Even the «honesty» was fake
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| Concealing the crimes on your face |