Singles and doubles
Trick or treat
What do you want now
You're out of reach?
I was a bullet with your name on, fired the wrong way
Your call of pathos on the eve of war
I was dead on the outbreak
True love's insecurities
I'm still in my slow head jealousy
If that's all wishful thinking
That must be it for me
Trick or treat
What do you want now
You're out of reach?
I was a bullet with your name on, fired the wrong way
Your call of pathos on the eve of war
I was dead on the outbreak
True love's insecurities
I'm still in my slow head jealousy
If that's all wishful thinking
That must be it for me
I've got all I want this time
I don't need you
Now that I'm clean
No longer weak
I'll fall and rise
And I'll survive the highs and lows
And the times that go in-between
Singles and doubles
Tight as a fist
Throw molotov cocktails with a slick haemorrhage
Semi naked on aggravation
Over exposure and deprivation
I'm out there in empty space
I used to sit not stand on your face
Leftovers, so disfigured
Your stick of love
But it's not gonna beat me
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