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I was free,
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Before we met,
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You all tore me apart,
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And One girl,
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Some Bruenette,
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I want to kill-.
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The rest smiled,
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Like they knew,
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That someday we might kill together,
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But we only killed for a while.
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How do I feel,
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Ever since I walked away from hell,
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I missed killin' for real,
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Ever day of my life,
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How do I feel,
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Now that it's over,
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For the thing that I missed the most,
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Was torturing you.
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It was hell,
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For most the while,
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Every place brought back a memory,
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Of a scream,
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A faded smile,
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That one of them gave me.
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Well I guess,
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More and More,
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I start to like them
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less and less,
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It's just hard to let the murdering go-.
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Sometimes
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You get trapped in a time of your life
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But you know it's gets harder over time.
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How do I feel,
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Ever since I walked away from hell,
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I missed killing for real,
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Ever day of my life,
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How do I feel,
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Now that it's over,
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For the thing that I missed the most,
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Was torturing you
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How Do I feel?
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Ohhhhhhh....
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I hate yall for real.....
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And the one thing I miss the most,
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Is killing you all.....
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How Do I Feel
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| Claira Jade |
