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I want to be your poison
I want to be your disease Your addiction, your drug the one thing you'll always need I want to choke you and take your breath Turn your lips a cool shade of blue I want to be your poison I want to be the death of you So choose your poison, choose it well please pick me to do you in Your drug, your obsession I can be your deadly sin
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