Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
But that's alright, because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear my cry
But that's alright, because I love the way you lie
I can't tell you what it really is
I can only tell you what it feels like
And right now there's a steel knife, in my windpipe
I can't breathe, but I still fight, while I can fight
As long as the wrong feels right, it's like I'm in flight
High off of love drunk from my hate
It's like I'm huffing paint and I love it the more that I suffer
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