Ticking Timebomb

What kind of fucked up intelligent design is it
when it takes more than one person to control a single mind.
 

No one's an exception, it's all too much to contain,
all those thoughts and all the pain
condensed into a single brain.

Is that what love is? Just a tool to keep me sane?
An antidote to cure what we keep inside:
the many lies and everything else we confine.
 

I guess that means love isn't random,
you're the reason I'm breathing.
I only function in tandem
so why the hell are you leaving?
 

On my own I'm bound to lose it! Fine, walk away, help me prove it.  

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