so what i cant think of a title go fuck yourself

sometimes i wonder where i went wrong
but i try not to think about it so i hit my bong
wanna cut my wrists and bleed into the song
i know i hate myself but i want you gone 

you dont know anything
and it makes me upset
i know u hate my face
n u know i love ur chest

ur never getting a ring
i look at u like a pet
u look out of place
lousy love is all u get

its funny u thought i was the one
i wanna burn ur body its well done
ur face is bright just like the sun
yet i still wanna shoot u with a gun

u dont know anything n it makes me upset

mix by funeral


i dont know whats going on
inside this shitty mind
all i do is hit my bong
think about u when im fried
u really fucked me up 
i think about u all day
i really need u at like
all my fuckin holidays

i stare at all the photos 
n vids that you like to send
i have no where to go
ill be with u till the end
even in death we wont part 
in the afterlife i wont be far
if i dont know where u are 
ill still find u cause ur bright like a star

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