I'll be the death of you.
I see nothing in your eyes,
and the more I see the less I like.
I know nothing of your kind,
and I won't reveal your evil mind.
This will be all over soon.
Pour salt into the open wound.
You take the breath right out of me.
You left a hole where my heart should be.
You got to fight just to make it through,
cause I will be the death of you.
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