Tracing your poisonous veins
The spare bulb's blinking
Darling, we're a hurricane
And this ship's sinking
All we do is destroy
It's a method, a mode
This time, there's no decoy
This is where we implode
So slip your hand in mine
You're icy, but I don't care
Let our fingers entwine
Maybe we won't disappear

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