I've got my hands around your neck
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and I'm squeezing them tightly
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I feel you slipping away
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and your paleness it haunts me
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You're weighing me down
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when you're here and when you're not around
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and I fear the sound
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and the silence that we've found
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never really ever seems to be
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never really ever felt the need
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never really ever seems to be
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convenient for me
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It was the greatest mistake
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and I complain but I failed you
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like a noose around my neck
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you're holding me back
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and I can't breathe
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I feel your pain and taste the blood
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as furious as I can be
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I'll call you bluff I've had enough
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you have my heart you own my soul
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I am infected by you
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so hard to let you go
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I fucking hate you
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Fear The Sound
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