| I need your body, it’s a craving
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| This bed is feeling like it’s pavement
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| I got these visions of a genocide
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| Your lips are tasting like it’s cyanide
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| I set up shop inside my basement
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| I can feel your heart is racing
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| I need your blood like it’s a blessing
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| And this will only take a second
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| Hallucinations, deprivation, infatuation
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| I’m going insane
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| Hallucinations, deprivation, infatuation
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| I’m going insane
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| Defeated, disorder
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| I’m bleeding, it’s torture
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| I’m in pieces, it’s alright
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| I need this, it’s torture
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| I can’t make this work anymore
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| I know, I know it hurts
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| But it’s for the best
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| Addicted to your flesh
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| You know that I’m possessed
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| And that it’s onto the next
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| Hallucinations, deprivation, infatuation
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| I’m going insane
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| Hallucinations, deprivation, infatuation
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| I’m going insane
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| Defeated, disorder
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| I’m bleeding, it’s torture
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| I’m in pieces, it’s alright
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| I need this, it’s torture |