I have driven rusty nails deep into this love You're so right it's all my fault Trust me I lie to girls to save this paranoid love affair I've pushed my luck again Now it's time for a radical change cause IВґm about to break down The mental war machine creeps on Little strokes fell big oaks It's like starring on the clock that tells time is threatening your life I implode and explode You destroy the thing you love No- it's the other way around What you love destroys you You keep on thinking it's your fault I swear next time I have to choose I'll choose myself Maybe I'm fine when IВґm alone I'll push my luck again and again
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