So it still gets me
catches me by the back of my shirt
pushes me over
the sneaky dirty bastard
wispers in my bleeding ear:
Get down
and stay down
come on, give it up
you cant do it
you cant win
I will never leave you
I can do what I want
with you
and whats nearest
and dearest to you
and there will be nothing
you can do
as I destroy it
all
theres no point grasping around
you wont find it
stay down
give up
now now
give up now
Who is this?
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