You make me sick
There is a throbbing in my chest
that makes my gums bleed
I want us to be friends
Just piddle in the pool!
Stand by me or lead away
Confide in me and hide with me
Spin the cylinder, where will it stop?
So why bother about me wanting more?
I long to be for you
You make me sick
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