01 Poisonous

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from the Poisonous EP

the thought of it makes me cry
i’d like to be friends
with all of my enemies tonight
i see her in tattered rags
i’m blinded by what she once was
and now there are no more to say

i’m empty, there’s nothing left
i’d rather be anything but this
surrounded by memories of your kiss
but sorrow’s such a fickle bitch
it’s neither one thing nor the next

like a machine, without a care
plug me in, push my buttons
and watch me spin around and around

step back, you’re poisonous
you’re poisonous, you’re poisonous
you’re killing me

like a machine, without a care
plug me in, push my buttons
and watch me spin around and around

step back, you’re poisonous
you’re poisonous, you’re poisonous
you’re killing me