Shackle my hands
Fall to my knees
Destroying my heart
Your pandemic disease
You’re my leprosy
Diseased
You’re my leprosy
Yeah give me some scars
Pretend like you’re mine
Have a night on the town
Show me a good time
Miss America so bloodless
Build, destroy, then repeat the process
You’ve been indulging too much
Pounded those nails into your hands
You wear a crown upon your head
The guilt will bring you down again
Keep an eye on your back
An eye on the front
A foot in the grave
Cause I’m on the hunt
I can’t get over you
This can’t be the end
Just call it off and make me whole again
Just put this love to rest
In a six foot grave

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