Fuck
By Anaelle
Kill you?
I'm already dead
Torture you?
I'm already tied to the bed
You know how to stop it
How to stop the pain
What makes her so fucking special?
That I'm the one to be drained
You've told me her lies
What do you expect me to do?
I'm so afraid of losing you
Can't you fucking see?
Can't you see the tears?
The tightening in my chest
I just can't breath anymore
But can't you see?
How you made me happy
I was forced to fall in love
And now I can't pull away
Won't you take responsibility?
Won't you lose her fucking ass?
Stop hiding from me
I won't let you - I won't let you go
I won't let you get away so easily
Not until I understand why
Not until
Not until
I'm dead in your grave
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Published on Monday, June 18, 2001.
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A former member wrote:
Wow this has a creepy stalker vibe to it, interesting I must say