everybody wants to go to heaven...
everybody wants to go to heaven...
everybody wants to go to heaven...
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cause the truth of it's, you could slit my wrists,
and i'd write your name in a heart with the hemorrhage
FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, WILL YOU BITE YOUR TONGUE????
( ◺˰◿ )
i'm just a would've been, could've been, should've been, never was, and never ever will be
don't say i'm better off dead,
cause heaven's full
and hell won't have me.
won't you make some room in your bed?
we stare at broken clocks, the hands don't turn anymore.
the days turn into nights, empty hearts and empty places.
the day you lost him, i slowly lost you too.
for when he died, he took a part of you.
life's a grave... and i dig it