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I’m in love with my dope dealer
Stripped to my bones
My core belief is fear
Raw and crawling
Weak and weeping
Forlorn pin of light surrounded
Hiding in the afterbirth of love
Turn away my lover boy
Didn’t you check for hoofs my lover boy
Hear me
You don’t want love you want hostages
Children don’t know how to use venom
Play is practice for your first murder
I will blame you for what I have done
My lover boy turn away now
It's not like the movies
You’re just a stupid fucking junkie you lover boy
Its not like all those stupd fucking movies you absorbed
Turn away now
I’m sick of playing your role lovеr boy
Inhale
And maybe one day I will bе your lover boy
And you can kill me