Stop dreaming of me dying in violent ways, can't you see it makes me paranoid?
Uh-huh-huh-huh
Uh-huh-huh-huh
With you it's always violins smashed to cinders
With you it's always memories, last chance to winter somewhere brave
Yeah, you can be brave and try to explain, but
I feel it coming, I don't know what
I feel the craving, I don't know what
I feel the craving, I
Your smile was processed in every other frame
In the druggie strobe stop-action effects
Your attitude is impossible to dance to
I hate myself when you touch me
I want to beat you with a killer's ideas
Somewhere emotions and my physical heart in bootlegs

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