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don't look at me like i was the best for you
i can not save you again
rub it into your busted forehead:
oh i know you were hurt, and will be

you say
"oh i'm so ready to glow!"

but there is a light and it never goes... ON
and there are these ghosts and the both of us know it
and how many times do i have to regret
i guess it's just me who can't stop killing,
so

don't look down
i prepared a trap
outside your house
i'm going to kill you

with your own love
i will drown you in your sleep
i'm just trying to save me
godawful, i'll fuck it all up

"talk to me about mr. cherry
the biggest face of the city
a single child in a broken family
a former anorectic failure

a dumbfuck stupid walking hormone
ooooh what a whore"

nude stud horse gagging again
dumb lust can not be gracefully held off
you have fallen in love
and i just want to be touched

because
your love is a pillow, and mine's
like the wrath of the gods
i would burst you asunder
like my crippled heart

but
shame smashed these brittle hands, and
guilt burned the will to be kind
white lies saved your desperate efforts
to stay alive
don't look at me like i was the best for you   i can not save you again   rub it into your busted forehead:   oh i know you were hurt, and will be      you say   "oh i'm so ready to glow!"      but there is a light and it never goes... ON   and there are these ghosts and the both of us know it   and how many times do i have to regret   i guess it's just me who can't stop killing,   so      don't look down   i prepared a trap   outside your house   i'm going to kill you      with your own love   i will drown you in your sleep   i'm just trying to save me   godawful, i'll fuck it all up      "talk to me about mr. cherry   the biggest face of the city   a single child in a broken family   a former anorectic failure      a dumbfuck stupid walking hormone    ooooh what a whore"      nude stud horse gagging again   dumb lust can not be gracefully held off   you have fallen in love   and i just want to be touched      because   your love is a pillow, and mine's   like the wrath of the gods   i would burst you asunder   like my crippled heart      but   shame smashed these brittle hands, and   guilt burned the will to be kind   white lies saved your desperate efforts   to stay alive
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