Substance by Return
It makes me sick, the way you taste, the way you always
get inside my head
Your all around, your in my blood and now the black
replaces red instead
I want to know, is it true, the way you pierce into my
bones, into my skin, oh, through and through
I scream out loud, I want to know how you push yourself
with such control.
And oh oo...
It makes me laugh, the way you break, the way you always
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