I wanna rob
you of your game face
so i can cower beneath your words
cuz i'm a freak from the same place
let suicide make a meal for birds
into your heart
i've got the dagger
the metaphor will suffice for now
get in my bed
i wanna kill you
show you mine if you show me how
i get angry
when you're around
when you're around
i get nasty
when you're around
when you're around
she slit
her wrists
for attention
in 1996
she slit
her wrists
listening to live through this
so here i am
will you deny me
metal now
but I've always been
lets make a toast
lets do the oil spill
let the seagulls pick out the sins
i want it now
i want the danger
give me strength and i'll give you wings
i get angry
when you're around
when you're around
i get nasty
when you're around
when you're around
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i get angry
when you're around
when you're around
i get nasty
when you're around
when you're around
i get angry
when you're around
when you're around
i get nasty
when you're around
when you're around