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Im wearing thin, wearing out, becoming weak. Holding hands with this rope, shes my self-destructive bleeding disease - the things that makes it hard to breathe - but, if I shoved you far away, this addict just starved again (asphyxiated). And now I see its you thats tearing me, ensnaring me. This is me dying in your arms; I cut you out, now set me free. Lynched high above what used to be, in her gallows built for me, so I escaped - cut this noose around my neck. I break free to see the things [to which] you blinded me, and I shoved you far away. Now I live the life I dreamed of: youre dead to me. And now I see its you thats tearing me, ensnaring me. This is me dying in your arms; I cut you out, now set me free. And now I see its you thats tearing me, ensnaring me. This is me dying in your arms; I cut you out, now set me free. YOU POISONED MY LIIIFE, SO I TAKE THIS KNIFE, AND I CUT YOU OUT!!! CUUUT YOUUU OOUUUTTT!! And now I see its you thats tearing me, ensnaring me. This is me dying in your arms; I cut you out, now set me free. And now I see its you thats tearing me, ensnaring me. This is me dying in your arms; I cut you out, now set me free. Set me free. Set me free! SET ME FREE!!
Posted on: Mon, 24 Nov 2014 19:51:35 +0000

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