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If you spoke in segments

I'd cut you up to let you regrow

For you’ve been a burden

I'd cut off my own arms to let you go

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Like the first day of rehab makes one feel clean

Years away you still infest my dreams

Like the methadone drip brings it all back

I still recall our crash

It's fitting you’re shaped like an hourglass

Every moment with you is just a countdown

Many a good man have died in your arms, and I among the finest

Accumulating souls to compensate for your spinelessness

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You are the kind of hallucinogen that keeps a desperate man wandering by the railroad

As 60 miles per hour of eternal bliss dance with me on the tracks

The horn is no match for my last second scream

It's just a shame that the drugs always wear off before the climax

You are the hometown star you've always wanted to be

Eclipsed by night and sewn onto me

...just like an hourglass

...every moment with you is just a countdown

I'll be a structure when you’re toppling over

The white flag for your surrender

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When the morning comes, who am I kidding?

I still awake feverish and shaking