Paroles I've Gathered More Comfort From A Bed Of Nails de What Wishes Can't Mend

What Wishes Can't Mend
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There is a hell and you've placed me in it where the flames, they scream your name i only wish to erase you but the scars they run too deep i bear the deepest hatred for you and despise the thought of you breathing empty heartred promises are worthless as you postpone this until another day when you feel like feeling when you feel like losing when you feel like breaking when you feel like losing friend as you speak in serpents tongues and coat the lies in pretty colors im counting the minutes until i rip your still breathing heart right from your chest as you speak in serpents tongues and coat the lies in pretty coloers dead. your helping hands are holding daggers awaiting insertion into my spine you are dead to me dead dead dead

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