Now I'm not hoping this will save me. I might believe the lies. I might sit by and watch you trade me. Hands grip my thighs. Now I can die smiling, the headlights in my eyes. The will to leave is wilting. Take my wrist, my wrist. A petty thief, a lack of imagination. I slur my speech. It's my new recreation. Are you afraid? Maybe just the tiniest bit? 'Cause I'm afraid. Keep 'em coming, hit after hit.
Now there's no hesitation when you're blocking my way out. I wish I could untwist my face, put on the perfect pout. My mouth surprises no one. I don't believe it's real. No question that it's loaded, and our time is up.
A pyrotechnics display. I want you all the way through the loop. We're like a train slowing down, screeching and pushing you around.
A petty thief, a lack of imagination. I slur my speech. It's my new recreation. Are you afraid? Maybe just the tiniest bit? 'Cause I'm afraid. Keep 'em coming, hit after hit. My middle age. Where is your advice to me 'cause I can't wait. What are words supposed to mean? Do you believe that someone's god is watching you. We bob and weave. There's one more thing that we can do for tonight.
A pyrotechnics display. I want you all the way through the loop. We're like a train slowing down, screeching and pushing people forward in their seats.
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