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Enemies
I've done hell to my safe holding
Out from my blood in such low standing
I blame these sad things on me
Cut a smile in my face so you'll intake some fleeting comfort
Close in
Contaminate your world with my touch
But you brandish the weapon of passive aggression
It seems like your idea of perfect
And mine are perfectly in line
So lets be enemies
To see the sun go away
Would you think I'd let you in
I've grown to suffer you lashing out at me
To see the sun go away
Don't deny my tolerance
Don't take away these sad things from me
And that ain't nothing
You should see what I do to me
Cut a smile in my face so you'll intake some fleeting comfort
You've built a wall of beauty to help tolerate any discomfort
From...
Your idea of perfect
And mine are perfectly in line
So lets be enemies
To see the sun go away
Would you think I'd let you in
I've grown to suffer you lashing out at me
I will stand alone
Yyour idea of perfect
And mine are perfectly in line
So lets be enemies
To see the sun go away
My idea, unless you're blind is
How did you fall away?
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How did you fall away?
My idea, unless you're blind is
To see the sun go away
So lets be enemies
And mine are perfectly in line
Yyour idea of perfect
I will stand alone
I've grown to suffer you lashing out at me
Would you think I'd let you in
To see the sun go away
So lets be enemies
And mine are perfectly in line
Your idea of perfect
From...
You've built a wall of beauty to help tolerate any discomfort
Cut a smile in my face so you'll intake some fleeting comfort
You should see what I do to me
And that ain't nothing
Don't take away these sad things from me
Don't deny my tolerance
To see the sun go away
I've grown to suffer you lashing out at me
Would you think I'd let you in
To see the sun go away
So lets be enemies
And mine are perfectly in line
It seems like your idea of perfect
But you brandish the weapon of passive aggression
Contaminate your world with my touch
Close in
Cut a smile in my face so you'll intake some fleeting comfort
I blame these sad things on me
Out from my blood in such low standing
I've done hell to my safe holding
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