What kind of a guy would bleed me dry
and place me on the dagger's edge?
I am craving the end.What kind of a fool would write these rules?
I never get a chance to dreamI won't pretend that I'm not wasted again
but I can't lose the flavor of you...I'd rather be blind, than lose my mind
It's lucky I don't have to choose
...a game I'd surely looseI'd rather be dead than lose my head,
It's frightening just how close I've comePlease pour some light upon my sad little life
cuz I carry the weight of the moonWhy don't you admit you feel like shit?
Your messy little symphony
has drawn me out to seaDon't pull me back in,
cuz then you'll win
I'll think I'll have a drink for threeI won't pretend that I'm not wasted again
cuz I carry the weight of the moon
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