and it's sick that all these battles are what keeps me satisfied
so maybe i'm a masochist
i try to run but i don't wanna ever leave
till the walls are going up in smoke with all our memories.
just gonna stand there and watch me burn
well that's alright because i like the way it hurts
just gonna stand there and hear me cry
well that's alright because i love the way you lie.
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