Suffering from the hell I made Needle in the ass from getting laid Well when hell froze I chose Lame people try to buy me drinks slip drugs in so it's hard to think No one would ever say, today Hold my breath till I'm turning red Only fuck with a bag on my head Sometimes I wish I was, because You watch as it all goes downhill Change your body by taking their pills I die to live, I can't, forgive Flames around me burn the bottom of my jeans and its so hot I can't cry Confident I used to be, not me I don't care if I'm wrong, cause I wait too long, Sliding doors close in my face You want to say that the time is so right But that time isn't coming tonight The one that's always your first, is worst I've been the one with the broken-up heart And I've tried my best to keep us apart You went down to find my soul, dark coal War's for people who don't know about peace Working inward to be last and not least Evil men want to use and discard I try my best to not be like they are You wish I'd just go in, a sin Who I loved is my business not yours I don't care if you go to, whores So keep your sliding doors closed I wish I knew you when you were real.Birth sign: Aries
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