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i smell your blood, my love
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but i can't taste it yet
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i have your mind, my love
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but i can't waste it yet
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please understand my love
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i find this sickening
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my head is ice my love
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my skin is thickening
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but oh! my love
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we could still be friends
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and oh! my love
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with me you must contend
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i'm gonna turn on you before you turn on me
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i'm gonna turn on you can you conjure me?
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and walk the mile into this web of my conspiracy
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i'm gonna turn on you before you turn on me
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i'm in a hole
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but i don't feel the safety net
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i have your soul
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but i am wasting it
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but oh! my love
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we could still be friends
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and oh! my love
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with me you must contend
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Conjure Me
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