When she dissect my heart,
She couldn't find a drop of blood,
She got very violent and screamed,
I thought I will get enough,
I smiled at her, when you dissect this daily,
And enjoy the pain I suffer,
Do you expect this to be filled in every day,
Of course, you are filling this with your love,
This is not blood, I drink it every day,
Do you feel the pain I take to drain it,
You are addicted to it man,
Without draining it, you don't feel it. 

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