| If only I could love you enough to give you what you need
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| If only I could be for you the hand that feeds
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| 'Cause I know you can only starve so much
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| 'Til you like how it feels
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| Sitting on a throne of bones
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| Staring at that cold meal
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| It’s not your body that I love
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| But it’s the shell you’re inside of
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| And you’re killing it, you’re killing
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| The only piece of you I can touch
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| It’s not your body that I need
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| But that’s what sleeps next to me
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| And you’re killing it, you’re killing it
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| You’re killing it, please eat
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| If only I could make you believe you deserve everything
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| Every spoon and bite, anything you want to eat
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| 'Cause I know you can only starve so much
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| Before you’ll die
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| There’s parts of you already gone
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| I can never revive
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| It’s not your body that I love
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| But it’s the shell you’re inside of
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| And you’re killing it, you’re killing
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| The only piece of you I can touch
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| It’s not your body that I need
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| But that’s what sleeps next to me
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| And you’re killing it, you’re killing it
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| You’re killing it, please eat |