Parasitic...
You're under my flesh,and you're sucking me dry...
You say you're my friend,
all you ask is "why?"
And all I can say
is I'm cutting you out,
you're killing me slowly,
there isnt a doubt...
The balance tips
as the knife slips...
Oh why, my parasitic
friend...
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