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A twisted relationship |
| When I hear your voice you leave me no choice one more bruise, again I choose to be just another toy when I see your face I can't leave this place even though inside I know it's one more false embrace You do what you do, hateful and untrue, And I'm the only one who's lonely enough to accept you I hate you for this emotional abyss I'm dangling from your filthy string and part of me calls it bliss. I see you above. I'm the puppet of your broken wings. They tug my strings and you tell me this is love. And so here we stand disgusting, hand-in-hand so sick inside we cannot hide, the whore and the broken man. |