Can't stand the pain,
But I crave the after-blood
I'm so strange,
You'd think I was on drugs
Party true,
But not the way you thought
I never do,
Risky things; I'm a robot
You tell me,
"Be happy with what you've got"
And I should be,
'Cause it's true, I have alot
But only you,
Matter in my heart
When you're around,
I've got everything I want
But have nothing,
When you are not
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