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Falling in love for me is like slowly dying,
Because when he's not here his absence is strangling me
Steeling my breath,
And when he's here it's like something in me is addicted to him
And at the same time warning me I'm no good
And my death will be imminent,
But his fate will be much worse
Like alcohol
He tastes sweet when I'm feeling down
And is bitter when things are sweet
Being love drunk
Is a bitter-sweet reminder
Of humanity