Cant leave the thought of you behind
I'm sinking inside
All I feel is you within me
We are like the golden ratio,
Perfect yet ever disassembled
I tick you
You tick me
We tick each other off
Then try fix each other up
In split seconds, the cycle resumes
It's like splitting the atom
Now the flat line has met us.
The need to stay alive has never been so great!
The need to speak and listen never so strong
But we know this all looks too familiar
Would you prefer rehab?
there are all sorts of alternative medicines here
What? Its not getting any better?
Not that the addiction was any worse
I guess some things are better left tamed than mutilated
So now you're
Stuck in my mind
Can't leave the thought of you behind
I'm sinking inside
All I feel is you within me
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