"The cup is not half empty as pessimists say, as far as he's sees nothings left in the cup. |
You shouldnt be worried about the scars on my arms, its the ones inside which are killing me |
Sometimes i wish i didn't love you because then things would be so much easier-i could be walking away instead of hoping that you'll call |
You break her heart, ill break your face |
I'll carve your name into this bullet so that everyone knows you were the last thing to go through my mind |
This lust to my head almost feels like a gun_____ |
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