.Iâll come to you
Help you smear your bread
Seems medicine and death
Draws us close, we laugh
But secretly weâd rather cry
(Sheâs my own flesh
Sheâs my own blood
I must not loose her)
Donât like what you see
Every night every day
Donât wanna hear you said.
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