what do I get?

You don't even know what you got.
It's something so right.
It's something so wrong.
But when I feel it come together, I can't help myself.
I gotta taste you.
And when I feel us come together, I can't help myself.
I'm gonna waste you.

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And when I see us drowning hopelessly, I can't help but blame myself.
Fucking judgmental pieces of trash.
Babbling on about their life tragedy.
And here's the saddest part...
--- They get anything and everything.
--Whatever the fuck they want.
-And they kill themselves with deadly habits.
But these habits, feel so good.

You're my habit.
You feel so good.

Ignorant people can do anything.
They can travel the world and not notice what they're seeing.
They can say "I love you" but have no recollection of why.
They can spend their time on power trips.
Indulging till they drop dead.

Congratulations.
You just overdosed on lies.

they fed 'em, you swallowed.
politely asking, why?
they smashed you.
you followed,
by taking another bite.

They're gonna have to shove those words down my throat to get me to listen. But I can bite back with teeth I got, yah know they haven't taken 'em yet.
Just my soul.
Just my mind.
Just my sight.
Just my heart.

Baby, you don't know what you got