.I die, every collapse of my lung
Withered and worn out from this one
You speak of flowers and roses and sweet discretions
I get so tired
When I was terrified, you just laughed and made me cry
When I was homicide, you just laughed and made me die
Teen sweet, holding a gun li.
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