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I love to be hurt, it's Human nature |
| There is just something about your presence That is toxicant You corrupt my daily thought process So that when I see you You’re all I see Your intentions are viperous Your touch anesthetizes malady for a while Then I realize you are malady in itself But I cannot control my desire for your enmity I want you to love me because I want you to hurt me For without misery love cannot suffice And without love misery is platitudinous Salvage me from these chains you hold over me Liberate me from this trend of falling for libertines But don’t surrender your aim of fire just yet For I do not mind being passion’s martyr |