There you lay, in my sheets of pain now
Waiting to get me home.
I feel sore. This wasted mock love
That feeding on tears
A little piece of angriness inside of me
Never hurt the shine of it
The crushing word of craving me inside of you
Like new, The catastrophe
I know I want to see you, and that is what I like.
And now youŐre looking picture perfect now... In the sun.
Lying shame, lament your true hope
Of my importance.
Loneliness, the drug that fuels those
In which you come in
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I know I want to see you, and that is what I like.
And now you're looking picture perfect now... With a Gun
Now you're perfect...
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