Eviscerator from SAMPLER 2017 by Baby Arms

I will pull the truth out of you,
And your guts will spill.
Pick your brain like a fresh scab.
And I don't drink
But I still do things that I regret.
I live in high definition
And die with the upset.

Why can't I leave it alone?
Not everything has to be known.
Attraction does not become passion,
And passion does not become love.

I dive into awkwardness,
I enact my drama as if it were fiction.
And I don't drink but I still do things that I regret.
I live in high definition and die with the upset.

Why can't I leave it alone?
Not everything has to be known.
If I could dull my racing mind.
Oh, if I could tune out your racing heart.
Attraction does not become passion,
Passion does not become love.

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