I've drank from the neck of gods most beautiful creation.
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I've stared in the darkness of her ever shutting doors.
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Your old scares you open.
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I'm telling you to leave them alone.
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Digging around in the opening you still find nothing new.
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There isn't anymore blood running to that part of your arm.
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Like a composition doll we will glue you.
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All you felt, everything you felt.
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Was meant for you.
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It is all always meant for you.
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It was meant to hurt you.
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Chemicals wasted days,
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chemicals forgotten night, chemicals wasted days.
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She wounds hard.
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I ask why are you opening up your old wounds?
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You already know where they came from.
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She thinks it's all she's got, it's not all she's got.
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Drinking the necks of your loved ones.
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Living off the life of someone.
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You eat the hearts of your loved ones.
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We drink from the necks of all our loved ones.
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Tell the future to come in the back door,
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tell all the stars that there are stars no more.
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I am the cloud that hangs over this cities towers.
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I am the body that becomes your april showers.
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So I am this cities tears that roll into the gutters.
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I am the water killing your front lawn.
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I watched your tears roll into the cities gutters
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and I used them to water my dying front lawn.
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(It's everything.)
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Drinking From The Necks Of The Ones You Love
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| These Arms Are Snakes |
