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The One Thing


A toxic remedy

A sick game of love and power

Control and want

If I could be rid of you

Go back 

To the days

When I didn't need you so damn much

Maybe then

I could sleep through the night

I could rest this wary head

Maybe then

It wouldn't hurt so much

 

Call me whatever you have to

To numb the pain

Drink me away

I never wanted this for you

For us

All I ever wanted

Was my childish fears to disapear

I never wanted

To hurt you

I never wanted

To bring you down

I never wanted anything 

From you

But just a touch

A kiss

I never expected

To get addicted

 

Do whatever you have to

Call me the lowest name

You can think of

Hate me forever

To the very core of my being

Whatever makes you feel better

About me

Taking away the forever

I promised to you

Whatever numbs this burn

Whatever curbs the need

I'll take the heat

I'll bleed

So you don't have to

Because the one thing I didn't mean to do

Was fall in love with you

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