matching the broken heart
I can't tell which end is which when I'm so far down in this trench
I can't sleep, I can't eat...I just want out of this fucking wrench.
My body is dieing but my soul is already dead
yet all the memories, all the false promises of love won't stop beating my bloodied head
I can't sleep, I can't eat...I just want out of this fucking wrench.
My body is dieing but my soul is already dead
yet all the memories, all the false promises of love won't stop beating my bloodied head
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File Size 74 kB
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