Lev.

Well I can't stand to look at you now.
This revelation's out of my hands.
Still I can't bear the thought of you now.
This complication's leaving me scared..
 

Stay when you think you want me.
Pray when you need advice.
Hey keep your sickness off me, trying to get through.
Blame all your weakness on me.
Shame that I'm so contrite.
Hey keep your fingers off me, why can't I get through?

You think you have the best of intentions.
I cannot shake the taste of blood in my mouth..

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