LEAVE ME DRØWNING HERE IN BLVVD
Of course I don't feel no pain, I don't wan' have anything to do with you, You yourself cut my veins, Leave me drowning here in blood, I don't need your help, I already hope for death, All those feelings that I felt, Turned my brain to fucking jell, Leave me here to die alone, My hand's still holding the gun, But I don't think that it'll be useful to me, I'm already bleeding I ask you to leave, I don't want the last thing I saw was a mask on your face, After death I'll be better, I'll melt in the death's embrace, Your heart's blackened anyway, I won't give a second chance The sounds of sirens in my head, Make me deaf, BLOOD FROM MY BOTH EARS FLOWS THROUGH THE STREAM, I'm already craving for death, Ripping the heart out of your chest I feel equilibrium in justice, All that I remember from the past is the pain you caused me, I don't need your 'pology, Love right now is anarchy, Keep your lies to yourself, Only when I'm by myself, I'M ALRIGHT FOR REAL YEAH, JUST LEAVE ME DROWNING HERE IN BLOOD...
2021-05-26 11:24:35
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