Toxic by Kanik

[Intro] 
They call it a red flag. I call it a finish line.
We don’t breathe oxygen, we breathe adrenaline.
Light it up.
[Chorus] 
I love the way she screams, I love the way she hates,
We’re dancing on the edge of our predestined fates.
She’s my ride or die, a bullet in my clip,
But she’ll put it in my skull if I ever let it slip.
It’s toxic. We’re breathing smoke and we call it air.
It’s toxic. A perfect match for a nightmare.
[Verse 1] 
She’s a viper, I’m a cobra, see the venom when we kiss,
There’s a twisted kind of comfort in a love as dark as this.
She’ll bleach the floors for me, keep the sirens at the door,
But she’s got my funeral planned if I’m looking for some more.
I feed her paranoia, she feeds my need for control,
We’re two broken halves of a blacked-out soul.
[Verse 2] 
Look, she’s a psycho, I’m a menace, we’re a chemical imbalance,
Mixing passion with the violence, yeah, we got a special talent.
Check the phone, check the tone, check the GPS location,
If I’m breathing on a stranger, it’s a total devastation.
She be riding in the passenger with chrome inside the leather,
We’re a storm, we’re a wreck, we’re a change in the weather.
Got a blade in her garter and a grudge in her heart,
She’ll disassemble my body like a work of fine art.
I’m-a-run-it-back-and-tell-her-that-I-love-it-when-she’s-manic,
Every-time-I-see-her-snap-I-see-the-reason-people-panic.
It’s a rush, it’s a hit, it’s a ghost in the machine,
She’s the gasoline queen and I’m a kerosene fiend.
[Verse 3] 
The world sees a wreck, but I see a throne,
I’d rather rot with her than be healthy and alone.
We’re a suicide pact in a designer dress,
A beautiful, violent, God-awful mess.
I push her to the limit just to see her snap back,
She’s the only one who knows how to keep me on track.
"Cross me once," she whispers, "and I’ll bury you alive,"
I just laugh and tell her, "Baby, that’s how I survive."
[Outro] 
Yeah.
She’s got the shovel. I’ve got the map.
Don’t wake us up. We like the nightmare.
Toxic.

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[Intro] They call it a red flag. I call it a finish line. We don’t breathe oxygen, we breathe adrenaline. Light it up. [Chorus] I love the way she screams, I love the way she hates, We’re dancing on the edge of our predestined fates. She’s my ride or die, a bullet in my clip, But she’ll put it in my skull if I ever let it slip. It’s toxic. We’re breathing smoke and we call it air. It’s toxic. A perfect match for a nightmare. [Verse 1] She’s a viper, I’m a cobra, see the venom when we kiss, There’s a twisted kind of comfort in a love as dark as this. She’ll bleach the floors for me, keep the sirens at the door, But she’s got my funeral planned if I’m looking for some more. I feed her paranoia, she feeds my need for control, We’re two broken halves of a blacked-out soul. [Verse 2] Look, she’s a psycho, I’m a menace, we’re a chemical imbalance, Mixing passion with the violence, yeah, we got a special talent. Check the phone, check the tone, check the GPS location, If I’m breathing on a stranger, it’s a total devastation. She be riding in the passenger with chrome inside the leather, We’re a storm, we’re a wreck, we’re a change in the weather. Got a blade in her garter and a grudge in her heart, She’ll disassemble my body like a work of fine art. I’m-a-run-it-back-and-tell-her-that-I-love-it-when-she’s-manic, Every-time-I-see-her-snap-I-see-the-reason-people-panic. It’s a rush, it’s a hit, it’s a ghost in the machine, She’s the gasoline queen and I’m a kerosene fiend. [Verse 3] The world sees a wreck, but I see a throne, I’d rather rot with her than be healthy and alone. We’re a suicide pact in a designer dress, A beautiful, violent, God-awful mess. I push her to the limit just to see her snap back, She’s the only one who knows how to keep me on track. "Cross me once," she whispers, "and I’ll bury you alive," I just laugh and tell her, "Baby, that’s how I survive." [Outro] Yeah. She’s got the shovel. I’ve got the map. Don’t wake us up. We like the nightmare. Toxic.

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