Captured (Jeff the Killer)
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We fight, we break up. We kiss, we make up. We're going in circles, being chased by your demons. Sirens and flashing lights fill my life now, even though my colors are stained. You're a liar, and a lie. Something inside of me tries to cry, but no tears appear. Cuffs and knives, chains and lost lives. Tormented and loved, something doesn't seem right. Tell me now, are you glad that you've been tamed? Or, do you feel like you've been captured?
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