| I’m a victim of an over-active limbic system
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| Follow me and you will know the madness that I live in
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| No magic, just an open casket criticism
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| Carry me inside or you can bury me alive right
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| When we met it was innocent enough
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| I said «Hi, it’s nice to meet you. |
| I am Mister Self-Destruct
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| I’m in your blood you’re a victim of the rush
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| But you’re flirting with disaster when you kiss and tell my love
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| Make more beds of nails so you can stay warm
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| Sang chords in a medley 'til my face tore
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| Pray for living dead that walk and pace forth
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| Rain pours in my head, it’s called a brainstorm
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| This game you’re playing is so tedious
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| Black out on white lies and blame it on bulimia
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| Yea, now I’m saying all your secrets huh
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| Should’ve thought twice before you grazed with your demon’s touch
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| No disrespect but the real love doesn’t show
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| 'til I kiss your neck and my steel tongue cuts your throat
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| I feel numb when the tears run uncontrolled
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| Like it’s synthemesc and I steal some of your soul
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| Until the self-help starts
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| When you’d bite my heart to see if it was really made of gold
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| I extinguished flames until hell fell dark
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| And buried bodies under floorboards like Tell Tale Heart, so run
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| I will not watch you pray
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| As the steel shaft enters your brain
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| Tell me baby how many times
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| One thousand tries
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| You’re still alive
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| I don’t really think that I’m often ill
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| What would you wear to death a cross or nil
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| Should’ve known she was only out to fill
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| Some sort of void I was out to kill
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| Any time left was the sand that fell
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| Anything to keep me from standing still
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| Spend it like you happened to land a mil
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| Wake up throwing up random pills
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| You want to feel it under your bones in your marrow
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| You hope cupid ran off with more arrows
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| Better off in passage ways to find pharaohs
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| When the road you walk is too narrow
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| Start flying stop falling
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| Like you did when you first stopped crawling
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| Threw it all on the table and went all in
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| Cause I knew it had to be my calling
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| I will not watch you pray
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| As the steel shaft enters your brain
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| Tell me baby how many times
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| One thousand tries
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| You’re still alive
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| Nothing’s what it seems, life is but a dream
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| And I’m busy sleepwalking to find out what it means |