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If I see you sleeping,
I wanna eat it,
I got pleasure on my mind,
And all I wanna do is feed it,
I hear blood pumping,
Through my temples,
Like a flood.

If I feel a push,
I can't contain it,
I don't have an explanation,
If I did I wouldn't say it,
I'm a bad liar,
Burning all my bridges,
Like a brush fire.

And I can't sleep,
Because pretty little voices,
Scream at me, me, m,
But I'll treat you like a sweet thing,
Till it makes me sick,
Till I'm through with it,
I'll treat you like a sweet thing,
And I'll make it fit,
Till I'm through with it.

Put my mind at ease,
Give me some release,
If you're lying,
Through your teeth,
It don't even matter to me,
I'm living,
Like a thief too.

And I can't sleep,
Because pretty little voices,
Scream at me, me, me,
But I'll treat you like a sweet thing,
Till it makes me sick,
Till I'm through with it,
I'll treat you like a sweet thing,
And I'll make it fit,
Till I'm through with it.

Feels like I woke up,
In the middle,
Of a fistfight,
I got some sense,
Doesn't mean,
I always act right,
No, no.

I'll treat you like a sweet thing,
Till it makes me sick,
Till I'm through with it,
I'll treat you like a sweet thing,
And I'll make it fit,
Till I'm through with it,
I'll treat you like a sweet thing,
And I'll make it fit,
Till I'm through with it,
I'll treat you like a sweet thing,
Till it makes me sick,
Till I'm through with it,
Till I'm through with it.

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