I'm not you son
I'm not your friend
I'm not lover who has gone away to find new ways
To keep inside the peep hole of your lust
Disgust
In god I trust
I must confess
Life's turned to dust
I'll melt this copper down to steel
Addicted to this pain I feel
And now, now you're here
Just like me
Hate your touch, hate your TV
I'm shouting out to you
I don't like you like you do
Like chocolate cigarettes
Your cancer knows regrets
Like chocolate cigarettes
Your life and soul, that big black hole
That stings my heart and chokes my soul
Of you, enough of you
This life was never quite for you
So treat me like you always did
But I'm not listening to your feed
I'll melt this copper down to steel
Enchanted by this gift of melody
Now you're here
Just like me
Hate your touch, hate your TV
I'm shouting out to you
I don't like you like you do
Like chocolate cigarettes
Your cancer knows regrets
Like chocolate cigarettes
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