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NO CLEAN ACCOUNT

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YOU WANT THE LINE? I'LL DRAW IT THROUGH US. You bent the facts until they fit you Made every warning sound like noise You drove your shoulder through the conflict Then blamed the force upon my choice I name the pressure in your fingers The way you sharpened every doubt I hold your share up like a weapon So I can hide mine behind it If I can make your damage louder If I can make your angle worse Maybe what I put against you Loses measure, loses worth Your part has weight My part has weight Neither one can press the other flat Your cut stays yours My cut stays mine No wound can take another back I keep demanding an exchange The pressure doubles; it doesn't trade I hear the sentence form: but you did— And feel my side begin to thin A clean escape inside a true thing A narrow gap I force myself in Because you crossed me, I crossed nothing Because you hurt me, I hurt no one I turn two injuries to rivals I claim the worse wound cancels the smaller But pain won't stand in single file Or yield because I found a scale Your hand can still be on the damage Mine can still be on it as well Your part has weight My part has weight Neither one can press the other flat Your cut stays yours My cut stays mine No wound can take another back I keep demanding an exchange The pressure doubles; it doesn't trade No clean account No clean escape Not half for half, not worse for worse Not who spoke last or who struck first I count your force to shrink my own Then count my hurt to make yours known One finger points, one hides my grip Both hands are locked around the split I want a sum that lets me go The numbers rise; they never close I KEEP TRYING TO PAY MY PART WITH THE DAMAGE THAT YOU DID IT DOESN'T MOVE IT DOESN'T LIFT IT ONLY DRIVES US BOTH FARTHER IN Your part has weight My part has weight Neither one can press the other flat Your cut stays yours My cut stays mine No wound can take another back I feel the old excuse return Already climbing through my throat Your share is real My share remains And neither one lets either go Your part My part No cancel No clean account Still counting Still caught