Lipstick Homicide - This Time For Real | Текст песни

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• This Time For Real

you don't have to tell me how you feel
cuz i dont give a fuck this time for real
you don't have to tell me what you're going through
heard that a million times and then a few
every time i think of you i'm wishing i was dead
never know what's going on with the thoughts inside your head
i dont wanna be around when you've got no one to hate
i won't be your fucking door mat, not today
i don't wanna be here anymore
bout to walk my feet right out the door
when you're not around there's really nothing to do
heard that a million times and then a few
every time i think of you i'm wishing i was dead
never know what's going on with the thoughts inside your head
i dont wanna be around when you've got no one to hate
i won't be your fucking door mat, not today
but if you want the same thing as before to go down
you gotta live your life for no one else but you and yours
if you think that things are gonna turn out well
i'll show you that this world is an awful place as far as i can tell
we're all going to hell