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it's the right time to fall apart and take on whether we should start over i'm over this i wish we're so destructive, break what we know we need leave what we wouldn't dare live without theres fire, and i've been standing in red and black i should've burned you out of my head with a stick and the flames that surrounded the bed where you fixed your arms like snakes onto his back.....i think i'm gonna be sick there's nothing more distasteful than your spit in my mouth and the cognizance of my disposition due to the lack of trust in my inner voice, my conscience, that you gave your love, my love, to another the sheets had burned away cracked and bleeding through but now im scattered around my pieces running to the ground, i believed you, but you lied, and lied, and lied i never threw you down like i always meant to but my anger never comes through quite like i mean it to and now im dancing around screaming |
