If you can find the key
I will let you be.
I will let you out of your bruised soul.
This ravaged wasteland
Eden is hell
I shall take my arms
Around you neck
And stranglekiss
Think of it as a thank you
For everything I didn't do
You want this to end
Phone a friend
But you have none
Because when you're not with me
You're not you
You don't need to be free
But the blade may help you to.
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