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Kill the lights |
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I'm so sick of your face |
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Another night wasted wishing you away |
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Now I'm cut, I'm cut at the wrist |
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But i still can't kill the pain |
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I'd give anything to rip you from my head |
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From my head |
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The return of your voice marks another failure |
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And i can feel your blades closing on my back |
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I'll savour this one last taste, this taste of sanity |
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As it clutches, tearing at my heart |
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This is my final act of desperation |
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One second lost gives way to disease |
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I'd give anything to rip you from my head |
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Cause i can feel you |
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Creeping through me |
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Like a sickness |
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Your weakness |
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Scars your ****ing face |
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Scars your name |
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The return of your voice |
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Marks another failure |
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And i can feel your blades |
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Closing on my back |
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As light fades to past |
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Darkness wells against me |
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But my shattered eyelids |
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Refuse to close |
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Your breathe is death to me |
