i bet your mouth tastes like a lie, i crave
sweet poison dripping from your tongue.
i dive in deep, i am your slave
with every song i’ve left unsung.
you hear my blood whisper your name
as you tear my skin apart.
the day we met i lost this game,
i knew it from the start.
hold me like a knife against the bone,
cut me open, make me yours alone.
drink me dry, i won’t complain.
let me love this kind of pain.
sweet poison
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