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I am the unclean The black drop at the bottom of your cup You'd better drink or throw me up 'Cause I am on your lip and tongue God I'm not yours as much as you are mine So let me in to be your lung Just breathe me deep and take another sip So still A taste so sweet but so bitter the kill Still on your lip You are so close I'll let you come Between my legs you are closer death than sun And I'm not your daughter as much as you're my son I'll let you come In my mouth on your lip So ready and thirsty for the next sip You let me in, I let you come I'd never let you down You let me win, I let you drown Getting used to pain, getting used to pain Getting used to pain, getting used to pain Getting used to pain, getting used to pain Getting used to pain, getting I am crying unwept tears through this violence I'll die trying to break this thick crust of silence I am the greatest star So bright that you all come forth and beg to taste my light I can take you far but I'll burn you out before we get there But hey! Who am I to stand in your way? Go ahead, swallow me down! I'll have no problems finding myself out When you've gone down When your all cracked and wound Getting used to pain, getting used to pain Getting used to pain, getting used to pain Getting used to pain, getting used to pain Getting used to pain, getting I am crying unwept tears through this violence I'll die trying to break this thick crust of silence Trading pain is a bad deal I've got more than my share Too much to bear Every beat of the hammer Every blood stricken street A way to trade off heat (Getting used to pain, getting used to pain) I'm getting used I'm getting used They will bleed till I'm empty If I deserve to die I'll make it show I will stain your affection I will wear out your heart You'll follow where I go Blood stains Cut veins Filthy Murder Leave me Leave me Leave me