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You're the cyanide

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The Crow)
You've got me shaking from the way you're talking

(Zpurt)
My heart is breaking but there's no use crying

(The Crow)
What a cyanide surprise you have left for my eyes

(Zpurt)
If I had common sense I'd cut myself or curl up and die

(The Crow)
Sticks and stones could break my bones
But anything you say will only fuel my lungs

(The Crow & Zpurt)
Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
If this is love I don't wanna be loved
You pollute the room with a filthy tongue
Watch me choke it down so I can throw it up.

Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
If this is love I don't wanna be hanging by the neck
Before an audience of death

(The Crow)
And you could be the corpse and I can be the killer
If I can be the devil and you can be the sinner
And you could be the drugs and I can be the dealer
Everything you say is like music to my ears

(Zpurt)
And you could be the corpse and I can be the killer
If I can be the devil and you can be the sinner
And you could be the drugs and I could be the dealer
Everything you say is like music to my, music to my ears

(The Crow & Zpurt)
Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
If this is love I don't wanna be loved
You pollute the room with a filthy tongue
Watch me choke it down so I can throw it up.

Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
If this is love I don't wanna be hanging by the neck
Before an audience of death
(Before an audience of death)

(The Crow)
(Failure find me)
You tie me up now
'Cause I'm as bad as bad as it gets

(Zpurt)
(Failure find me)
You hang me up now by my neck cause I'm a fate worse than death

(The Crow)
What a cyanide surprise you have left for my eyes

(Zpurt)
If I had common sense I'd cut myself or curl up and die

(The Crow & Zpurt)
Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
If this is love i don't wanna be loved
You pollute the room with a filthy tongue
Watch me choke it down so i can throw it up

(All)
Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
If this is love i don't wanna be hanging by the neck
Before an audience of death.

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