I envy your demise
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I hope it's all you dreamed it would be
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One bullet in this gun
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Not sure if it's for you or me
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I envy your demise
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With all the guilt you hid away
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All the lies that I had spun
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And all the times I'd wish you'd stay
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Now, all, all that I've ever suffered
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All, all that I'll ever be
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All, all that I'll ever ruin
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You can always cover me with makeup
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I envy your demise
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750 degrees
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When it burned it smelled like you
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But it scorched and looked alot like me
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I envy your demise
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You never said that you'd try
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When i had to lose control
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Lose control to really cry
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Now, all, all that I've ever abused
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All, all that I'll ever see
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All, all that I'll ever ruin
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You can always cover it with makeup
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All, all that I'll ever limit
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All, all that I'll ever try
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All, all that I'll ever trust
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You can always cover it with
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All, all that I've ever abused
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All, all that I'll ever see
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All, all that I'll ever ruin
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You can always cover it with makeup
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Poor Impulse Control (750 Degrees of Separation Mix)
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| Jack off Jill |
