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Virus
I'm spiraling downward
into depths that don't even exist
secondhand smoking these lies
putting my health at risk
to depart and leave me to die
I always knew you would
as cruel as you've been to me
I never knew you could
you've angered me enough
to the point that I wanna cut myself
with the glass shards from the picture frame
that sits upon this dusty shelf
and every morning that I wake up
I swear I feel like fucking hell
but I'm strong enough to survive on my own
I don't need your help
'cause you're a virus
yeah baby 'cause you're virus
it's hard to avoid the poison
attacking me from your evil glare
piercing the chambers of my heart
with pain I just can't seem to bear
choking on your spirits that
endlessly invade my soul
I'll rock you out with my electric guitar
and make you lose control
you've angered me enough
to the point that I wanna cut myself
with the glass shards from the picture frame
that sits upon this dusty shelf
and every morning that I wake up
I swear I feel like fucking hell
but I'm strong enough to survive on my own
I don't need your help
'cause you're a virus
yeah baby 'cause you're virus
feel the wrath of the fire
that burns within my eyes
blistering your skin with heat
it's really no surprise
someday soon I hope you
wake up and finally realize
that you're a virus
you jumped right up under my skin
and like a fool I just played right along
blinded by love the result
today I'm standing strong
the great misfortune of your company is
the real reason I wrote this song
'cause you're a virus
you've angered me enough
to the point that I wanna cut myself
with the glass shards from the picture frame
that sits upon this dusty shelf
and every morning that I wake up
I swear I feel like fucking hell
but I'm strong enough to survive on my own
I don't need your help
you've angered me enough
to the point that I wanna cut myself
with the glass shards from the picture frame
that sits upon this dusty shelf
and every morning that I wake up
I swear I feel like fucking hell
but I'm strong enough to survive on my own
I don't need your help
'cause you're a virus
yeah baby 'cause you're virus
'cause you're a virus
yeah baby 'cause you're virus[/font][/font]
into depths that don't even exist
secondhand smoking these lies
putting my health at risk
to depart and leave me to die
I always knew you would
as cruel as you've been to me
I never knew you could
you've angered me enough
to the point that I wanna cut myself
with the glass shards from the picture frame
that sits upon this dusty shelf
and every morning that I wake up
I swear I feel like fucking hell
but I'm strong enough to survive on my own
I don't need your help
'cause you're a virus
yeah baby 'cause you're virus
it's hard to avoid the poison
attacking me from your evil glare
piercing the chambers of my heart
with pain I just can't seem to bear
choking on your spirits that
endlessly invade my soul
I'll rock you out with my electric guitar
and make you lose control
you've angered me enough
to the point that I wanna cut myself
with the glass shards from the picture frame
that sits upon this dusty shelf
and every morning that I wake up
I swear I feel like fucking hell
but I'm strong enough to survive on my own
I don't need your help
'cause you're a virus
yeah baby 'cause you're virus
feel the wrath of the fire
that burns within my eyes
blistering your skin with heat
it's really no surprise
someday soon I hope you
wake up and finally realize
that you're a virus
you jumped right up under my skin
and like a fool I just played right along
blinded by love the result
today I'm standing strong
the great misfortune of your company is
the real reason I wrote this song
'cause you're a virus
you've angered me enough
to the point that I wanna cut myself
with the glass shards from the picture frame
that sits upon this dusty shelf
and every morning that I wake up
I swear I feel like fucking hell
but I'm strong enough to survive on my own
I don't need your help
you've angered me enough
to the point that I wanna cut myself
with the glass shards from the picture frame
that sits upon this dusty shelf
and every morning that I wake up
I swear I feel like fucking hell
but I'm strong enough to survive on my own
I don't need your help
'cause you're a virus
yeah baby 'cause you're virus
'cause you're a virus
yeah baby 'cause you're virus[/font][/font]
Published 11th Feb 2010
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