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You will say my name
Or at least I'll hope
You will play my game
Can't bend backwards if i can't cope
Can't bend backwards if i can't cope
You were a curse
The very best kind
You were a blessing
Made me feel less confined
Made me feel less confined
How could you turn your back to me
Hands full of thorns
Body of roses
You will play your fucking game
You will turn your back to me
All that we built will have its day
You were a curse
The very best kind
You were a blessing
Made me feel less confined
Made me feel less confined
I can't cope
It's all the same
I can't cope
But you will say
Hung out of luck
Between your thoughts
There's no one else
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Broken Ribs
01:53
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Why won't you stay with me now
Your body is all I will need
Why won't you stay with me now
To the grave
Why you lay next to me
My dirty unbeating heart
Is all I can give
Won't you stay
Why did you still let me go
Your body is all I can see
Why won't you stay with me now
Till the grave
You said
You said
You said
Right back to me
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3. |
Get Krooked
02:16
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Meaningless Three words
Spoken all day
Influenced by petty differences
Blindsided from a dream of how good
This is
Body aches I can't fucking eat
I feel death begetting
More pain and misery
Misery
Was it me
Was it me
Was it me or was it you
Fighting against the battle of your own brain
The flesh within is stopping you
Red eyes bleeding down your own face
So Next time please just get krooked
Meaningless Three words
Spoken all day
Influenced by petty differences
Blindsided from a dream of how good
This is
Body aches I can't fucking eat
I feel death begetting
More pain and misery
Misery
Was it me
Was it me
Was it me or was it you
Fighting against the battle of your own brain
The flesh within is stopping you
Red eyes bleeding down your own face
So Next time please just get krooked
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To you, someday
00:50
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3 Accidents
04:02
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I know to breathe
Deeply for once
I feel like breaking down slowly
Crash to stop gone black
You still attacked
I'm hindered in prose
Then when you rose
My heart did compose
Some bullshit pretext
Of how i went back
And fixed all the cracks
You will say
I can stay
Delusion eat me
Forgive me
I'm sorry for letting you down
Crash to stop gone black
You still attacked
I'm hindered in prose
Then when you rose
My heart did compose
Some bullshit pretext
Of how i went back
And fixed all the cracks
You will say
I can stay
Writing my wrongs
How did I go this long
Writing my wrongs
When did I go wrong
Panicking
Not breathing
Reminds me
Of how much
I loved you
Panicking
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