their hands grasp around the flesh of my neck
never letting me go from their grip
whisper some more of those harsh words
tell them i’d like to hear them
say you know how i feel
say you think it’ll be over soon
only they know how long they’ll stay
ruining me like a burden to them
Jan 29, 2025
Jan 29, 2025 at 10:12 AM UTC
their hands grasp around the flesh of my neck
never letting me go from their grip
whisper some more of those harsh words
tell them i’d like to hear them
say you know how i feel
say you think it’ll be over soon
only they know how long they’ll stay
ruining me like a burden to them
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