Self Therapy

You lying fucking whore

I don't want you anymore

I don't need your fucking lies that's for sure

(Mark my words)

No matter if you cry

I don't care if you would die

so go fuck yourself you bitch 'cause you're the glitch

But it hurts to sing this song

and in my heart I know I'm doing wrong

Can you let go baby please stay away

everything that you said it just fucked up my head

You made me crawl and bleed over something I don't need

So greetings anti-christ

you made yourself my crypt tonight

If I would like some cola you'll be cola light

Your doing is not right

you're not even worth the fight

cause honey I want cola but you're cola light

It was writing on a paper what I once felt you see

can you tear that shit and burn it up for me

I hope you find your sorrow and brake down as I did

I hope you never fall in love so god forbid

I made this song for you but nothings true

I'm missing you But that I think you knew

OK I made this song but its for me

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