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I never seem to find a reason to let you in again, or forgive you I’m
sick of feeling like I need you knowing I never did, but I miss you
Taking and breaking and hating I remember all you said to me now
Faking, forsaking and failing my memories are all stained again
Let me get inside your head Let me show you I’m prepared Let me
stick my needles in And let me hurt you again
I never reach my
indecision to let you see again all I give you I’m sick of feeding your
attention, knowing I never did. I distress you Taking and breaking and
hating I remember all you said to me now Faking, forsaking and failing
my memories are all stained again
Let me get inside your head Let
me show you I’m prepared Let me stick my needles in And let me hurt you
again
Fuck you for killing me Me. Fuck you for killing
me Me.
Yeah. Let me get inside your head Let me show you I’m
prepared Let me stick my needles in And let me hurt you
again Again.
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