To kill the whitest looking dove
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To hate oh, everything I love
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And I'm trying to pretend
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Oh in wanting life to end
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That I am not another stupid
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Little teenage fucking whore
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And now I know
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And we will see
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And now I know
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And we will see
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To take this handgun to my eyes
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And watch my cells start to rise
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The flesh now starts to break as the
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Bullet enters like a snake
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Through, through one side of my head
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And out the other one
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And now I know
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And we will see
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And now I know
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And we will see
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And I'm too scared to live tonight
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And I'm too bare to shed my plight
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And I'm too scared to live tonight
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Too bare to shed my plight
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(Please tell me I'm not wanted)
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(Please tell me I'm not wanted)
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Watch the bones rip through my flesh
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A catharsis of my own distress
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(Please tell me I'm not wanted)
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(Please tell me I'm not)
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And now I know
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And we will see
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And now I know
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And we will see
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Hand Guns And Second Chances
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| Senses Fail |
