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...Just Waiting For My Turn To Die |
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I Hate The Way You Walk Talk And Breath So Why Dont You Just Leave. |
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And As A Tear Rolls Down Her Cheek She Whispers Her Last Goodbye... |
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DONT I LOOK F*U*C*K*I*N*G GORGEOUSE WHEN I BLEED! |
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The Truth Is You Could Slit Open My Throat And With My One Last Gasping Breath I Would Apoligize For Bleeding On Your Shirt. |
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Rùñ Äw㥠Wîth Mê... |
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Im tired of .x. S m i l i n g .x. everyday and *~P.r.e.t.e.n.d.i.n.g~* that everything is *oKaY* |
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"As I Spell Out Your Name With The Blood From My Wrist I Draw A Heart Around It And Blow A Bloody Kiss." |
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*D. e. a. t. h. s* ( S w e e t ) . x . MASTER . x . ^sOnG^ |