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You are going to hell for lying |
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If you can walk it off no one can ever hurt you. |
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I picked up the gun and put it to my head.i whisperd i love you pull the trigger im dead. |
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The tears will come and go but your memory will be there forever. And that little fact is slowing killing me. |
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Cut deep |
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Cut your wrists lay down in bed and just keep wishing you were dead. |
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Put the rasor to your wrists, say i loved you cut the metel down fast and hard, close your eyes and sing your death song. |
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OxoxoxYOUxoxoxSAIDxoxoxoYouxoxo |
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I long till the next time i can feel the relif of that cold metal agnsted my wrist. |
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You are going to hell for lying |