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my wrist are dipping with my love
head splitting so I drip
my eyes missing cause of slits
I'm hanging on a lifeline

my heart is an error
your digging into my hands
we're on the floor
I can't remember who the hell you are

you'll bet your life on it
tonight you guaranteed my burial
I'm strung up by my hands
I've kept the mask on

you've just signed my deal
we've gone straight to hell
pushed to the surface
breathing safe air

he loved to watch our blood drip
he's a dead man walking
I love watching her paper cuts
she grabbing onto my laughs

but my soul still belongs to the devil
I was just a broke boy
with a throat slash
being pushed down the pen

his eyes are still bloodshot
with his crucifix
we're fall on the cliff
with her cigarette burns

so take your shot
make us hurt
but us with your plague
while we're still falling

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