| We are failing in crisis mode
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| Mutually assured destruction
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| Love the proxy and burn the bones
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| So I smile in the snare of devotion
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| I hope you find what you're fighting for
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| I am happier when I hurt you
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| Your medicine is the coldest war
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| I am happier when I hurt you
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| Yeah
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| You just keep on building the tension
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| I wanna escalate out of this stasis
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| But you just keep on building the tension
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| I wanna escalate into the grave
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| I hope you find what you're fighting for
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| I am happier when I hurt you
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| Your medicine is the coldest war
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| I am happier when I hurt you
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| So hold me to the grave
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| That's where you carved my name
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| I hope you find what you're fighting for
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| I am happier when I hurt you
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| (Pre-emptive, bitter end, perfect fit)
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| Dysfunction
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| I have learned to love the embrace
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| In this mutually assured destruction
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| It's the crux
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| Of the coldest war
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| I hope you find what you're fighting for
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| I am happier when I hurt you
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| Your medicine is the coldest war
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| I am happier when I hurt you
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| So hold me to the grave
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| That's where you carved my name
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| I hope you find what you're fighting for
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| I am happier when I hurt you
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| Yeah |