Sometimes when I sit there and scream out my guts You know you cannot hear a thing Psycho extremities, masturbation Breath down the streets, fall my head Fall through my head Roll through my head Never give in
[Chorus] It should have been, it could have worked I don’t see no reason why It could have been, it should have worked To each their own sacrifice
Sometimes I will swim through the feces I leave I spit up your disease Faking me out, taking me down Liquor me up you’re sticking around I can’t see your disease I can’t hear what you hear But you see me falling to your weak needs
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d!,e.mbp? ,e,,ms I hate you [tell my lies] I hate you more than before I hate you much more than before
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d!,e.mbp? ,e,,ms
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