I’m a strong kind of weak
The pins keep pushing farther in,
Pushing through pale skin,
Puncturing my red heart
Cause i chose you to move in closer
Closer than any other hypnotized soul
I chose you to hurt me
Oh the privilege i have
It’s a damn curse we can’t escape,
A curse we can’t win,
It’s a damn curse
The thought of trying to hold on hurts,
The thought of losing that heart hurts
Oh the terror of loss
Oh the terror of loss
Puncturing my red heart
I chose you to hurt me
I chose you to break me
I chose you to hurt me
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