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I believe in clean breaks, I keep the old troubles away
But youīre making sure
I was lying when I said
"I can leave,
This behind"
I need you to ruin me
For this, finally,
īCause itīs burying me
Now, Iīm in these old knots
Each move keeps me locked away
With each new embrace,
I have tied myself up.
More tightly,
Into you
Oh, but the more I fight
Then the deeper Iīm trapped
And I canīt break free of this hold that you have
And I crave you more
Under the heat of your touch
And I need your skin
To ruin me
For this wicked town
Where your ghosts are bound
To me
One last sacrifice
Of this ritual escape
I was lying when I said...
"I believe,
in clean breaks"