Sirens screaming your name
They are calling for you
Hiding inside yourself
Deeply caught between the shelf
Your scent of fear is their only clue
They will never get to you
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And they, they never know
All the trouble she's scene
Like bleeding out all alone
She's medicated
Always jaded
Living a life she's always hated
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Theres black ink on my fingertips
A sweet poison planted on her lips
Every kiss is an attempt to kill
But she is cursed by each line
They say she wont make it past nine