You killed it all you killed yourself
Placed upon a higher shelf
Always the victim
Tied down. I figured it was fitting.
If I am lucky the knife will cut deep.
I'll choke on my vomit and die in my sleep
All memories of me erased
Please plant a flower on my grave
Dead in the dirt
I hope the dying took forever i hope it fucking hurt
I drove an arrow through your heart
A lit your coffin aflame to make sure you were really gone
Bury me upside down
Six feet is not deep enough in the ground
Death's cold embrace
Carry me away
Bruises on your hands and knees
I only want to watch you as you bleed
Left behind
cast aside till the end of time
compositores: The Acacia Strain
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