Eyes cranked so full of sweat.
I cant help but notice that I've wet the bed.
Living in fear of what dies inside her.
Nothing more then pure emotion.
Forget the fact that she far from wholesome.
Cheater, cheater.
Lier, lier.
Dance on fire.
No ammunition, to revive her.
Watch her burning.
Watch her dead.
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