| Beautiful reaper you come around, you don’t bring a scythe
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| You say you need help‚ and I stay believing your lies
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| Look me in the eye‚ tell me to hop in the ride
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| If you got a body to bury I’ll grab a shovel I don’t mind‚ even if it’s mine
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| And I’ll beg, I’ll beg
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| Say there’s another way
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| But I know it’s useless
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| There’s no fighting you
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| And I’ll feel that steel barrel
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| And try to breathe the air that I’m fallin' through
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| When it comes to you addiction’s far too soft a word
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| I’m not sick, I’m making choices
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| All this blame’s what I deserve
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| Love’s a Sisyphean task‚ but I’m condemned to see it stick
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| Or watch all I am get buried by a rolling stone eclipse
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| Yeah I write for you
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| And you love the moon
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| So I stuck it on my name hoping I’d feel special too
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| I make nothing but mistakes, but I’ll be sure to see 'em through
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| I’m nothing if not persistent when I’m crawling back to you
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| In this hostage situation, I’m the victim‚ I’m the gun
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| I’m the feds and I’m the inside man
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| We live inside my skull
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| I’ll negotiate apologies I know will never come
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| Played it out a thousand times tonight, and it’s not even 1
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| When it comes to you, I play with fate, I cross the line
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| My appointment in Samarra’s waiting I’m always on time
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| Love’s a Sisyphean task but I’m condemned to see it stick
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| Or watch all I am get buried by a rolling stone eclipse
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| Yeah I write for you
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| And you love the moon
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| So I stuck it on my name hoping I’d feel special too
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| I make nothing but mistakes, but I’ll be sure to see 'em through
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| I’m nothing if not persistent when I’m crawling back to you |