| Once again, I need your skin, these teeth will take too much, they always do.
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| Sever me, desire bleeds you dry, coercion takes too long.
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| Drain you and leave.
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| You never felt so alive until you put in your midnight eyes these bones you
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| cracked on the run will be left to bleach in the sun.
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| Smother me these idle hands will be the death of us (at least one of us)
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| Salivate it makes me sick, was I born this way?
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| You wish
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| You were
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| You never felt so alive until you put in your midnight eyes these bones
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| You cracked on the run
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| Will be left to bleach in the sun
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| You simply refuse to accept no consolation gift
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| These offers I will reject
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| I won’t be swinging by my neck
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| The cold moon will always eclipse
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| The truth spilling from your lips
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| These offers I will reject
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| I won’t be swinging by my neck
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| Give it up
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| Know when to quit are you in control?
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| A balancing act on a burning tightrope
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| Hunger pains until you get your way
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| Until you get your way
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| Until you get your way nausea.
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| Keep chasing the sound in your head
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| Down a road that will never end
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| It eats away at you and you cannot abandon it.
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| You should have fled when you still had the chance.
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| You should have fled when you still could have.
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| Suffocate your hope.
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| Keep chasing the sound in your head
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| Down a road that will never end
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| It eats away at you and you cannot abandon it. |