My fist are clenching tighter
You don't losen your grip
My air way has a blockage
With your hands around my neck
And the angier you get
The less pain I feel
So I keep fighting you back
'Cause it makes it seem less real
And since I can't speak aloud
I'll wonder to myself
Asking the qestions why
As I add another welt
And as were killing eachother
I'm wondering how we got this way
You were suppose to be my angel from above
But I guess this is the price we pay
For falling in love.
 
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