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pull the trigger on this fake fairytale
Tears fill my eyes
A gun to my head
A knife to my heart
I knew this would happen
They say trials of love
Now that's nothing but words
just like it always was
Love I feel does not exist
You wanna make me look like a fool
Just let me pull the trigger
While I stick the knife farther
I'm falling apart
You SIT there
This fool will cry
Let it destroy her
Till ashes fill her soul
Then hell can break out
Destroy everyone else
Let the rain fall and hide my tears
Claw the eyes of the girl
That broke down
Just pull the trigger
Let the blood run
But I'm the fool
For ever loving Something
That wasn't mine in the first place
A gun to my head
A knife to my heart
I knew this would happen
They say trials of love
Now that's nothing but words
just like it always was
Love I feel does not exist
You wanna make me look like a fool
Just let me pull the trigger
While I stick the knife farther
I'm falling apart
You SIT there
This fool will cry
Let it destroy her
Till ashes fill her soul
Then hell can break out
Destroy everyone else
Let the rain fall and hide my tears
Claw the eyes of the girl
That broke down
Just pull the trigger
Let the blood run
But I'm the fool
For ever loving Something
That wasn't mine in the first place
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