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1st degree murder.

I took my swelling
and I gave it to you.
Just tell me
what could I do.
I just wanna be with you.

Your faults
your martry's smile
I love it all
and I'd take it
Just to squall

It's not meant to be
How could anyone
love me...

Well let me tell you boy
I won't surrender
Imma be me
aint no gaurentee
that I'll find salvation
But I'll be under the bridge
If ya need me

You think I need
an alternative atmosphere
lacking of your oxygen
What would you expect
from a blinded fear
Some more empty tears

I took my scars
I took my trust
I gave this to you
A liar
a bubbling brew

Tell me.
What could I do
To stop myself from killing you

Give me your price
and I'll give you time
You can't run
but I can't hide
So let's make this
worth my time.
Written by SilverMoon (Miranda)
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