Co-dependency

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2011

 

I still taste that sickness
On my tongue every time we kiss
On your lips every time you speak
In your eyes every time you leave
I taste that sickness
That beckoning of evil
Your need to burn me down
My need to bleed in reaction
I still taste that sickness
Though long thought to be cured
I taste it with you

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

:( not sure how things switched from perfect to flawed as fuck but they did

"so I stay awake, laying on the dinner table
waiting for you to hurt me, come on evil, hurt me, hurt me, hurt me
come down to the world
hurt me, come on evil, cut me, cut me, serve me 'round the table."
- The jezabels

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