Paroles de Proper Precautions For A Fake Suicide
Why don't you get away from this, away from everythingit all comes back to you
Take the easy way out, your so selfish, you always think of yourself
Slitted wrists and knife stab wounds, the pictures all too clear
you ended up alone
Sitting by yourself, thinking ways to turn back time, it's way too
late right now
Where were you this time?
I walked through the door alone
If you stumble in my arms I will break your bones for sure
feelings felt straight from the past the futures coming too fast...
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