but now you only call me every christmas and my birthday

 

I don't know how you got into me
down my throat and made a home in my veins
they used to be the rivers that would take us away

But you don't know what it's like
to wake up in the middle of the night
scaring the thought of kissing razors
this blood evacuation is telling me to cave in

Stay away

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