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There you go again
Pushed away yourself, your only friend
Burrowing deep
Fighting off sleep
Seeing things clear
Lying to the mirror

And it's getting late
Light a candle and set fire to your face
Cleaning your mess
What do I get?
Stealing your cash
French cigarettes

Blowing through my head
All the things I wish upon you till you're dead
Biting your tongue
Stepping on gum
Foot going numb
Losing your—

I hope you think of me
Think of me
Think of me
Think of me