Manic Bloom - Death and Conversation

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I’ll put my heart in a box for you to
Lock it and put it away
You can keep tabs on the beating and the blood
You can inform me of change
Just tell me what it would take to be your everything
So pretty, pretty the way you say my name
Makes me go weak in the knees
You crawl across all the spaces in my head
Like you’re some kind of disease
Tell me what you’re wanting from me
Should I even try to breathe
Don’t want to wake up at the end only
To find I’m incomplete
How can this be ordinary
Waking up inside a dream
Prove that the overall point of it
Is something more than inside of me
You feed me like an injection with the way
You keep me close to the ground
I’m well aware of the games we’re playing, you
I’ve got you all figured out