Can we,
can we kill each other quickly?
Quick enough so I won`t feel it?
A shot of strobe light anesthia
and I`ll be fine
`Cause I`m beginning to feel cold
My hands are shaking from fear,
white from clutching my pride,
red from cutting you,
and blue from telling lies.
`Cause I`m sick of the stabbing,
I`m sick of the breaking,
I`m sick of the bleeding until we fall down,
sick of this circle of death that we dance through
again and again, just lay me in the ground.
Let`s fall asleep together,
hold me darling `cause I`m scared,
and I can`t do this alone.
But I need!
your heartbeat
to haunt me,
your cold lips to breathe,
a promise that, tomorrow
we`ll wake up somewhere new.
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