I traded places with the monsters in my closet I gave into the voices in my head I blocked you out, said you were not something I wanted, but There's not much time till we're dead I swore that I'd be better but I never keep my word And if I'm being honest, yeah, I like it when it hurts A little worse than it should, oh, it's a different level Just stop being so nice, boy, I'm dancing with the devil

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