Released on February 5, 2002

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Can we

Can we kill each other quickly?

Quick enough so I won't feel it?

A shot of strobe light anesthesia

And I'll be fine

As I'm beginning to feel cold

My hands are shaking from fear

White from clutching my pride

Red from cutting you

And blue from telling lies

Cause I'm sick of the stabbing

I'm sick of the breaking

I'm sick of the bleeding until we fall down

Sick of this circle of death that we dance through

Again and again, just lay me in the ground

Let's fall asleep together

Hold me darling cause I'm scared

And I can't do this alone

But I need

Your heartbeat

To haunt me

Your cold lips to breathe

A promise that tomorrow

We'll wake up somewhere new