The Death of Me

I should have seen those signs all around me
But I was comfortable inside these wounds
So go ahead and take another piece of me now
While we all bow down to you

You tear me down and then you pick me up
You take it all and still it’s not enough
You try to tell me you can heal me
But I’m still bleeding and you’ll be
The death of me

How can you end my affliction
If you’re the sickness and I’m the cure
Too long I’ve faked this addiction
Another sacrifice to make us pure


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