About you. The third

You're so full of lies. Well, now I know.
I've found out about your wicked game
I'd never think that you could sink so low
For all this nightmare - you're the one to blame

Whenever you could need me, I'd be there
Whatever were they saying, I ignored
They warned me, stopped me, but I never cared
I always thought that we were so much more

So what? I'm now fucking "wide awake"
I have to stop this mess and catch my breath
I guess we really have to take a break
That starts today and ends with our death

25.05.16


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