i know how you feel.
i have to chills up and down my spine.
can't get my body warm to save your life.
stuck a knife in the socket out of curiosity.
why did i get what you deserved?
i wear love everyone on my wrist,
but i can't seem to stop loathing you.
preach what you lie all you want,
but you are getting nowhere.
step it up and for godsakes preach with conviction.
thanks panic!
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