Dirty

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you swallow me up

you've become my prison

but i don't mind


you corner me

with your verbal storm

but we're both guilty


your language has died

like my heart of gold

but it's alright


i wait for you to come

but now we're both covered

in the blood of our deeds


war has changed us

but i'm much worse

than the shadows that stalk us


you tell me to go

but there's no room to stay

in this pit of wrong anyway


so i drink your life

this is my last resort

my poison filling your veins


we don't care anymore

but you lie for me

so we're both dirty


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