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Got a feeling that I'm going under
But I know that I'll make it out alive
Gavin screamed the second the door shut. He felt like he was drowning.
If I quit calling you my lover
Move on
A harsh sob tore out of his chest. He didn’t just push Nines away one day, it was gradual and that made it worse. Saying I love you less, they used to tell each other everything, now Gavin tells him almost nothing.
You watch me bleed until I can't breathe
Shaking, falling onto my knees
Gavin gasped "Nines please come back, I'll be better" He dropped to the floor. He tore at his hair, he can't live without the android who just walked out of his life.
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
He thinks of the time they shared together and how he had everything and now he has nothing.
Tripping over myself
Aching, begging you to come help
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
"Nines please, please-" Gavin begged, now tearing at his chest leaving trails of blood across his chest.
Needle and the thread, gotta get you outta my head
Needle and the thread, gonna wind up dead
He knew being in love with him would end up getting killed but he didn't expect a worse fate than that: losing the man he loves.
Needle and the thread, gotta get you outta my head
Needle and the thread, gonna wind up dead (gonna wind up dead)
Gavin stood himself up and grabbed the knife that he had left out that he'd left out that morning. He pulled his jacket off and lined the knife up to his wrist. He knew what he had to do.
Needle and the thread, gotta get you outta my head (gotta get you outta my head)
Needle and the thread, gonna wind up dead (wind up dead)
Gavin closed his eyes, took a deep breath then made the first cut. He trailed it along his arm, watching the blood well up in the knife's wake. He hadn't done this in a year, he'd forgotten how much relief it bought.
Needle and the thread, gotta get you outta my head, get you outta my head
He did the same on the other wrist, hands shaking and vision blurry at this point.
You watch me bleed until I can't breathe
Shaking, falling onto my knees (falling on my knees)
He dropped back down on his knees, legs unable to hold him up.
And now that I'm without your kisses (without you)
I'll be needing stitches (and I'll be needing stitches)
Gavin distantly thought about how deep the cuts were. How much blood there was.
Tripping over myself
Aching, begging you to come help (begging baby, please)
Gavin closed his eyes.
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
This is fine.
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches