Sometimes I think I'm a killer
Scared you in your house
even scared myself by talking
about Dahmer on your couchBut I can't sleep next to a body
even harmless in death
plus I'm pretty sure I'd miss you
faking sleep to count your breathCan the killer in me
tame the fire in you?
Is there nothing left to do for us?
I am sick of the chase
but im hungry for blood
and there's nothing I can doBut when I'm sick and tired
when my mind is barely there
A machine keeps me alive
and I'm losing all my hairI hope you kiss
my rotten head
and
pull the plug
Know that I've burned every playlist
and given all...
my love
Can the killer in me
tame the fire in you?
I know there's something waiting for us
I am sick of the chase
but I'm stupid in love
and there's nothing I can doand there's nothing I can do
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