Chemical Club – Everything I know

Pretty, pretty please leave these
Cocaine clenched teeth in the city

I refuse to control you
But this is not the you that I’m used to
Consuming that which wishes to consume you

A shitty, shitty week conceives a weekend of debauchery
A weekend turns into a week and then into a routine

I refuse to control you
But this is not the you that I’m used to
Consuming that which wishes to consume you

I cut it close to feel alive
To feel something human, flinch inside
I breathe in deep and tense my thighs
This building’s edge is mighty high
And еverything I know defines еverything I don’t
Everything I know defines everything I don’t.

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