| You say I’m stone cold to the touch
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| When you cut me open, I don’t bleed blood
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| You let me know when you’ve had enough
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| But you’ll never call it
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| I drag my finger up your spine
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| I bite your lip and make you mine
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| You’ll cross your heart and hope to die
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| And never see it coming
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| Ya my mind is a scary place
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| Where nightmares laugh, and play
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| Don’t know how I get my way, I always get my way
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| And you love to watch me take it
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| Ya my mind is
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| It’s delicate a push and pull
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| I let you out then take you home
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| Let you think your decisions are your own
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| Make you ill to be your tonic
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| You’ll gladly get down on your knees
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| So hypnotized, unthreatening
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| Till’ I knock you down just to hear you scream
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| Addicted to the sirens
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| Ya my mind is a scary place
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| Where nightmares laugh, and play
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| Don’t know how I get my way, I always get my way
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| I always get my way
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| Ya my mind is a scary place
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| Where nightmares laugh, and play
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| Don’t know how I get my way, I always get my way
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| And you love to watch me take it
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| Ya my mind is a scary place
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| Where nightmares laugh, and play
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| Don’t know how I get my way, I always get my way
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| And you love to watch me take it |