Go
Leave us
Walk away
If you have to ask if something's wrong
There is
If you have to wonder what went wrong
It's you
We don't want you
We don't need you
We don't know you
Wherever you go, she goes
Run
Flee here
Get away
We will beat you
We will rob you
We will teach you
That pain is how you know you're still alive
Everything you touch, you spoil
Your stomach's filled with gold and glass
You're always hungry
Every time you see us here, you run away
Because, like you
We're always hungry
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