| You never meant a thing.
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| You’re nothing in my eyes.
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| You’re bound and outstretched.
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| Bleeding through the sores on your neck.
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| Pressing on your ring of bruises.
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| Through your broken lies and excuses.
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| Holding back from the beaten pain.
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| Holding back so I can do it again.
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| And I stare at the sky.
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| And I pray that you die.
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| And I watch you while you cry.
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| And I pray that you die.
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| And I stare at the sky.
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| And I pray that you die.
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| And I watch you while you cry.
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| And I pray that you die.
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| Pressing on your ring of bruises.
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| Through you broken lies and excuses.
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| Holding back from the beaten pain.
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| Holding back so I can do it again.
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| And I stare at the sky.
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| And I pray that you die.
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| And I watch you while you cry.
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| And I pray that you die.
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| And I stare at the sky.
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| And I pray that you die.
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| And I watch you while you cry.
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| And I pray that you die.
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| You never meant a thing.
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| You’re nothing in my eyes.
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| You’re bound and outstretched.
|
| Bleeding through the sores on your neck.
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| Pressing on your ring of bruises.
|
| Through your broken lies and excuses.
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| Holding back from the beating pain.
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| Holding back so I can do it again.
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| And I stare at the sky.
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| And I pray that you die.
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| And I watch you while you cry.
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| And I pray that you die.
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| And I stare at the sky.
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| And I pray that you die.
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| And I watch you while you cry.
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| And I pray that you die. |