I HAVE GOT TO BE HONEST, I TRIED TO ESCAPE YOU

From the way that you acted
To the way that I felt it
It wasn't worth my time

I'm coughing up my time
Each drag's a drop of blood a grain
A minute of my life


And I don't even miss you at all
FUCK YOU



("bulimic" - the used)

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