i am my own hell
and i have made my home
in a place where no one ever goes
i'll always be alone
i'm learning all kinds of tricks
how to drain the blood out of my face
and spend a summer in bed
so everyone will think i'm dead
when i come back to you
it'll be on my hands and knees
i'd be lying if i said
i didn't dream sometimes
about what it would be like
if i didn't have this life
my legs start to shake
when it's my time to leave

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