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My soul has died as i sat alone you've come back to haunt me as i sit at home. |
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Is it good to lie... |
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So wear me like a locket around your throat , |
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Can i lay in your bed all day , |
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I carved your name on the bullet |
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&& she lies in bed wondering, |
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Why do you treat me like this?do you love to see me cry or better yet want me to die? i can make that come true |
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Suicide,?,?, well that sounds very nice, let me get my knife, and u can write our lie |
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You think you know some one untill they turn abound and plot your murder |