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I can't be sober with them... They're poison to me... Make me attached to you, I KNOW WHAT WILL HAPPEN AFTER THAT, Punch a hole in my shattered HEART THEN WALK AWAY LAUGHING, UH, KEEP YOUR MOUTH RUNNING, ALTHOUGH, FROM THE FACT THAT WORDS FALL OUT OF THIS, THERE IS NO POINT, THEY ARE SO DISGUSTING, MAKE MY EARS WITHER, YOU MAKE ME SICK, MY HEART HAS NO MISTRESSES, THROWIN' BUTTERFLIES OFF THE PYLON, I DON'T NEED A LIE AS IF I'VE A KINDRED SOUL, I know that I'm alone, And I don't need a hoe, I can feel the energy in my bones, MY HEART HAS NO PLACE FOR ANY LOVE I lost my heart long ago Aye, Since that time I'm still alone, Yeah, My neck has signs of choking, WHEN I FELL OFF MY CHAIR MY NECK ALMOST BROKE THEN, I'LL NEVER STEP ON THE SAME RAKE AGAIN, I WILL KEEP PUSHING EVERYONE AWAY I WALK LIKE THROUGH A MINE FIELD, I HAVE LOST MY FEELINGS, I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO FEEL, HATE, JOY, OR EMPTINESS, SOME OF THESE FEELINGS I SHED, MY HEART IS SQUEEZED OUT, NO BLOOD COMES OUT WHEN IT BLEEDS, MY LIFE IS SHORTENED BY STRESS AND TORN NERVES MY HEART HAS NO PLACE FOR ANY LOVE... IT'S DEVASTATED... COMPLETELY...
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