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You've got that kiss of death |
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And I'm not attracted to alcoholic veins |
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The way you love your cigarette more than me |
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Is driving me insane |
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I hate my eyes for loving you |
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You're not worth love |
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So lust is what |
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I'll blame |
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Oh I am dark and |
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I am scary |
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Do you think of me at night? |
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The way I make it even colder, |
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And send shivers down your spine? |
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The truth is never easy here, |
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Its time, no lies, |
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Make up your mind |
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I've got my lions den |
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It's there to put you in |
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Don't say that your sick, |
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That your sick of it |
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And think that you can get away, |
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Get away with it |
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Your heart is nothing, |
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Are you ready to give in? |
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Don't say that your sick, |
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That your sick of it |
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And think that you can get away, |
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Get away with it |
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You know that |
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I can't love you but |
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I'm dying just to keep you alive |
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HA! Your single mind sees truth and happiness |
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With wedding rings of gold |
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My double vision sees unhappiness |
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While you're lonely and getting old |
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I can't swing your heart from loving something |
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I can't even see |
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I can live with only oxygen |
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But oxygen can't live with me |
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I've got my lions den |
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It's there to put you in |
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Don't say that your sick, |
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That your sick of it |
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And think that you can get away, |
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Get away with it |
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Your heart is nothing, |
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Are you ready to give in? |
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Don't say that your sick, |
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That your sick of it |
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And think that you can get away, |
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Get away with it |
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You know that |
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I can't love you but |
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I'm dying just to keep you alive |
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I know you're desperate |
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Don't get too desperate |
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To get it wrong |
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We're so far along |
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I know you can't handle it |
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My hands can't handle it for very long |
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If we're right or wrong |
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I don't know |
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I've got my lions den |
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It's there to put you in |
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Don't say that your sick, |
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That your sick of it |
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And think that you can get away, |
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Get away with it |
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Your heart is nothing, |
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Are you ready to give in? |
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Don't say that your sick, |
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That your sick of it |
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And think that you can get away, |
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Get away with it |
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I've got my lions den |
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It's there to put you in |
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Don't say that your sick, |
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That your sick of it |
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And think that you can get away, |
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Get away with it |
