Those Closest To You Hold The Sharpest Knives
Death Goals
GENRE You fucking creep
Get your hands off her
Misplaced her trust
And became a martyr
So you can sleep
In denial
So insecure and infantile
Cause its getting worse
Tears coating faces
It feels like its never ending
Feels like its never ending
Your shame will be the death of you
You could face it
But i doubt you will
Get your hands off her
Misplaced her trust
And became a martyr
So you can sleep
In denial
So insecure and infantile
Cause its getting worse
Tears coating faces
It feels like its never ending
Feels like its never ending
Your shame will be the death of you
You could face it
But i doubt you will
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