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Carve your name into my chest
make it last, no rush
Your love rots when I touch too much
Twist my thoughts
share your pain
Make me yours
that's the game, ah
Deep red stains, bitter ecstasy
Bleed my veins, keep your hands on me
I will make excuses when you use me for my friends to see
Shed my skin and soul just to be the thing you need from me
Are you starving so like me?
You're the reason I don't eat
You're the rot, ah
God, I'm so in love with my disease
Are you crawling through my dreams?
You're the reason I don't sleep
