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Lyrics

Real love comes in a structured serving Relax your best friend just got bottle-whipped by my right hand he's like over in the corner and My thoughts are teething Real love comes in little doses Chorus: Real love, come and descend, condescend Real pain, come and descend, condescend Someone has told us that we're worth killing I'm not worth the bullets you spend on me the books the phrases make us crazed more than likely Weak, hearts, are bleeding Real love has got to be something they can see Real love has got to be conditioned sweetly Fall (find your roots then die?) That shit's about to come back Repeat Chorus