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I want to be your victim I want to pull a knife a day deep from my heart I want to bleed like the stuck pig that I am I want the suffering heard ten miles from where we are Drive this dream I die every night for love Darkness please I avoid the light for love I want to be your excuse I want to sleep on razors every night I want to be at the wrong end of your weapon I want to be the bits of skin under your nails, alright? If I was even remotely clever enough And for a second to match your wit I would hatch a diabolical scheme to steal The keys to your garden(heart) And the keys to your kingdom(soul) Aus Songtexte Mania