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You fell from my nightmare that keeps unfolding in the dark Carrying my dead body on your back And offering cheaply all that you are You bought them all Your mask won't stop me from noticing your crime Next time I see you two together I'll be the one holding a knife You killed all the innocence in sight to the sound of your victim anthem That keeps muting any thought in my head But somehow your five letter name is still stuck in my brain How come you never know how to rise above that Your new lover likes it the most when you scream that you don't care about me You fell sick with someone else's touch, I died when I saw you together So don't ask if I have a place to sleep I'll be waiting in my grave till the crowd gets bored Counting on my fingers all my violent deaths that are always your fault And growing numbers in your hand always revert to zero But I can't ever rise above wanting you so Place where we are reveals all the steps in our way So what have you done to find yourself where you are What have I done to stand beside you waiting for you like I always do? You called me your sister knowing that I wasn't for a minute And I just hope that our story won't be known as the ultimate betrayal So now that I stood up from my knees I recommend doing it too Nobody touches what is forever to be mine You killed all the love in sight to the sound of your victim anthem May it turn into your funeral march

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