| You help me survive, you’re the reason I’m alive
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| Speak softly, cyanide
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| Passed from your mouth into mine
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| Your breathing sounds like the sickest music playing backwards in my head
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| Contagions, so hellacious
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| You can’t find the words, so you scream instead
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| This lifeless ordinary
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| My righteous unsuspecting
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| I have a secret, you are a dichotomy
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| What won’t kill me, makes me
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| What won’t love me, hates me
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| What won’t kill me, dies
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| You could help me hide, you could keep me inside
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| Heartbroken, petrified
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| What am I supposed to do if you don’t try?
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| Mad symmetry, senseless poetry
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| Laying naked on my bed
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| Contracted and frustrated
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| You won’t say a word and your eyes are dead
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| This lifeless ordinary
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| My righteous unsuspecting
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| I have a secret, you are a dichotomy
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| What won’t kill me, makes me
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| What won’t love me, hates me
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| What won’t kill me, dies
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| What won’t kill me, makes me
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| What won’t love me, hates me
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| What won’t kill me, dies
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| The whole fucking world’s against us dude, I swear to God |