You feel that? I rip back, everytime you tried to steal that.You feel bad? you feel sad? Im sorry,
hell no fuck that! It was my heart, it was my life, it was my start, it was your knife. This strife
it dies, this life and these lies. And these lungs have sung this song for too long, and its true I
hurt too, remember I loved you.
I wish I could I could have quit you. I wish I never missed you, And told you that I loved you, every
time I Fucked you.
thought of you,
it never was enough and the world is what I gave to you. I used to be
up. Pull up my sleeves and see the pattern of my cuts.