we stitched up the wounds just four weeks prior
but instead of being there, you've decided to lie on
who you are, where you've been, what you wanted to try, oh
i guess i'm not the only one who was worth of your time and
honesty's a meal and i forgot what it tastes like
integrity's a thing that i don't deserve, right?
our future's gone to fire, you've got a world to try but
nobody will know that you were the gasoline, my
fucking gasoline.
the last words i m wasting on you
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