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Come along now

Put those chains on my hands

Because I don't have time

To make my own plans



You're sick and disgusting

A twisted embezzlement

And Satan has sent you

With spectacular embellishment



With a point from your hand

And a twist of your knees

I still somehow manage

To do as you please



You love to hate

And you hate to love

I think that it's time

To send you above



Well I take one deep breath

And then I close my eyes

Because I just can't see

Through your sick white lies



You've deliberately crushed

And shattered my dreams

I'd send you to Hell

But I can't stand your screams



The best thing for me to do

Is get up and walk away

Because everyone has to die

But this just isn't your day



So next time your see me melancholy

Don't think I'm a jerk

You're the one that broke my heart

It's all your dirty work