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Don’t Turn the Corner
Don’t Touch the Door
She doesn't look you in the eyes anymore

Tell her your struggle
She wants you in
You both share this demon
And this death is a sin

She’s got one hundred pills
She’s got zero thrills

We cannot die like this
No one says a word
I’m trapped
We are trapped
There’s no (one) way out

Don’t watch the surface
Believe and deny
Your prize has a crack but
She’ll wear your Disguise

Don’t miss a moment
Don’t ask her why
Collect her little stories
The piles getting high

She’s got one hundred days
This is no phase

You sit in the dark
You say it’s nothing
You don’t have to say it
Just know that this runs in the blood

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