Lyrics:

I wanna rob
you of your game face
so i can cower beneith yours
cuz i'm a freak from the same place
let suicide make a meal for birds
into your heart
i've got the daggar
the metaphor will suffice for now
get in my bed
i wanna kill you
show you mine if you show me how

i get angry
when you're around
when you're around
i get nasty
when you're around
when you're around

she slit
her wrists
for attention
in 1996
she slit
her wrists
listening to live through this

so here i am
will you deny me
metal now
but i've always been

lets make a toast
lets do the oil spill
let the seagulls pick out the sins

i want it now
i want the danger
give me streanth and i'll give you wings

i get angry
when you're around
when you're around
i get nasty
when you're around
when you're around

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i get angry
when you're around
when you're around
i get nasty
when you're around
when you're around

i get angry
when you're around
when you're around
i get nasty
when you're around
when you're around