Leaving you is my allergy
I'm afraid death will come after me
Our names in a sentence is tautology
I am part of you as you are part of me
You are my addiction
At the same time, my mental institution
I'm the mad man, you're my dirt
Naked, you're my shirt, and I'm your skirt
The world to us is just a stranger
That's why we gotta stick together
On the dirt of love, I float
I love you so much, I'm the pen, you're my note
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