Holy **** what did I just say,
I'm pretty sure now it was a fatal mistake .
Blinded by the drug that's sipping through my bloodstream,
You're halfway out the door, God help me please.
Forgive me my darling,
I'm on my knees begging
Because if you were to leave me tonight,
It will be a flatline with defeaning beeps.
Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 11:25 AM UTC
Holy **** what did I just say,
I'm pretty sure now it was a fatal mistake .
Blinded by the drug that's sipping through my bloodstream,
You're halfway out the door, God help me please.
Forgive me my darling,
I'm on my knees begging
Because if you were to leave me tonight,
It will be a flatline with defeaning beeps.
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