I wanna rob
you of your game face
so i can cower beneath your words
cuz i´m a freak from the same place
let suicide make a meal for birds
into your heart
i´ve got the dagger
the metaphor will suffice for now
get in my bed
i wanna kill you
show you mine if you show me how

i get angry
when you´re around
when you´re around
i get nasty
when you´re around
when you´re around


so here i am
will you deny me
metal now
but I´ve always been

lets make a toast
lets do the oil spill
let the seagulls pick out the sins

i want it now
i want the danger
give me strength and i´ll give you wings

i get angry
when you´re around
when you´re around
i get nasty
when you´re around
when you´re around

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i get angry
when you´re around
when you´re around
i get nasty
when you´re around
when you´re around

i get angry
when you´re around
when you´re around
i get nasty
when you´re around
when you´re around