better off alone
it's been hard since you left took the heart out my chest fuck the art I'm stressed and I've started to part with the parts that are blessed this party had a darker effect this can't be the end of me need a friend lots of enemies need a pen for the melodies freed myself from hell recentre my legacy I came alive last Friday I rise in the rain n the nice days pain in my eyes but I came in it my way the truth is hardly spoken and I can't lie my heart is broken
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it's been hard since you left took the heart out my chest fuck the art I'm stressed and I've started to part with the parts that are blessed this party had a darker effect this can't be the end of me need a friend lots of enemies need a pen for the melodies freed myself from hell recentre my legacy I came alive last Friday I rise in the rain n the nice days pain in my eyes but I came in it my way the truth is hardly spoken and I can't lie my heart is broken
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