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bitter
If you could see me now,
With my head hung low,
Would you take the world and throw,
throw your faults and sins,
Like i told you to?
If you could see me now,
With a gun shot wound,
Would you kiss my lips,
And fulfil the promises,
Every single one you broke?
There's no way I can resist a little temptation,
When temptation is the last resort,
Suicide? No, it's self destruction,
No, it's when I come back to kill you,
But at least, for eternity.
If you could see me now,
With a kiss for a kill,
Secrets wouldn't flaunt.
And everysinglewordyoueversaidtome,
Seems just as sweet as bitter could be.
With my head hung low,
Would you take the world and throw,
throw your faults and sins,
Like i told you to?
If you could see me now,
With a gun shot wound,
Would you kiss my lips,
And fulfil the promises,
Every single one you broke?
There's no way I can resist a little temptation,
When temptation is the last resort,
Suicide? No, it's self destruction,
No, it's when I come back to kill you,
But at least, for eternity.
If you could see me now,
With a kiss for a kill,
Secrets wouldn't flaunt.
And everysinglewordyoueversaidtome,
Seems just as sweet as bitter could be.
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