You've got me
Living in your desert
Talking to the vultures
Singing til I suffocate
About all your guilty pleasures
Tripping into action
Now you know why she's
On her back again
Screaming til I lose my voice
About all your filthy treasures
You've got me
Springing every trap
Gnawing at my wrists
Cause I know before you'd lend a hand
You'd send me down the river
Slipping into consciousness
As tight as your hands around
My neck
Waking up to the violence of
Another night in your skin
You're quick to come
Slick and spilling your
Venom
Filling my lungs with
The promise of a cure
You've got me
Somewhere in between your sheets
And the hospital bed
Bleeding til I staunch the flow
From every dream you punctured.
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