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Artiste:
Vendetta Red
Titre:
Three Chord Valentine
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She said she liked the way I kissed So cutting edge I slit my wrists I need to vomit, disappear, And kill those those monsters in my mirror. Outclassed by losers, second place, Before I fell flat on my face. So sick of dreaming, wake me up, And do your worst to shut me up. I'm resistant to your insistance, I can hear you off in the distance Telling me the end is coming soon. Too addicted to breathe without it, Too embarrassed to talk about it, I'll kiss you off and try to leave without you following me. This punctured pallet paints me red, Disturbed and angered, dead instead. Just lift your lips and leave me lost, A pale cold corpse collecting moss. These echoes count your hours down With pulse precision safe and sound. So apropos and no one cares An empty room with empty chairs. So you can take your dress code and your elitist looks on life, Boil them up in a fucking syringe and shoot it right in your fucking neck