Enough you’re killing me.
Enough can’t you see?
I’m dying in your arms.
Call the guards, sound alarms.
Enough it’s all true,
Enough I’m broken in two.
Is it enough to watch me bleed?
Do you want me torn in between?
It’s been fun and it’s been rough.
But now I’m dying, is that enough?
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