Trivium - Dying In Your Arms

I′m wearing thin, wearing out becoming weak,
Holding hands with this rope, she′s my self-destructive.
Bleeding disease the things that makes it hard to breathe,
But if I shoved you far away
This addict just suffocated, asphyxiated.
And now I see it′s you
That′s tearing me, ensnaring me
This is me dying in your arms,
I cut you out now set me free
Lynched high above what used to be
In her channels built for me
So I escaped cut this noose around my,
Neck I break free to see the things you blinded me.
And I shoved you far away.
Now I live the life I dreamed of.
You′re dead to me.
And now I see it′s you
That′s tearing me, ensnaring me
This is me dying in your arms,
I cut you out now set me free
And now I see it′s you
That′s tearing me, ensnaring me
This is me dying in your arms,
I cut you out now set me free
You poisoned my life
So I take this knife
And I cut you out
Cut you out
And now I see it′s you
That′s tearing me, ensnaring me
This is me dying in your arms,
I cut you out now set me free
And now I see it′s you
That′s tearing me, ensnaring me
This is me dying in your arms,
I cut you out now set me free
set me free
set me free
set me free
set me free
set me free
set me free

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