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Let the smoke hit the back of my throat Ice melt in my mouth as I choke The spinning of thoughts and loosening of words Diluted and alcohol soaked Each whispered word sends you further away As our heads become wise our bodies decay I’m sent to a place where taste is on sale I’m secretly hoping to watch your body fail Today I’ll be consumed with regret Or consume until I’m forced to forget I’ll flatten my feelings, distract and detach But this cycle I’ll never outstep I’m falling apart at the seams But what’s worse is it seems that you’re pulling the thread And all the attempts to regress that I make Are just kicks to a hornet’s nest Push it down, Push it down Push it down, Push it down Push it down, Push it down Push it down, Push it down Push it down, Push it I’m thinking of you when I speak of the things That we’ll do in the ground when we’re dead I’m standing my ground on the points that I made When you seemed to have no interest I’m falling apart at the seams But what’s worse is it seems that you’re pulling the thread And all the attempts to regress that I make Are just kicks to a hornet’s nest I’m falling apart at the seams But what’s worse is it seems that you’re pulling the thread And all the attempts to regress that I make Are just kicks to a hornet’s nest Push it down, Push it down Push it down, Push it down Push it down, Push it down Push it down, Push it down Push it down, push it Push it down, push it I’m in a hole, I’m down Push it down, Push it down Push it down, Push it down Push it down, Push it down Push it down, Push it down Push it down, push it