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Nov 2017
We fight until there's nothing left
We're like stuck in thorns, we've got nowhere to go
We can't go back, we can't come forward
I just want to go home

The love you offered hurt me so bad
You make me lose my mind
Makes me want to shoot you with a gun
But the tables have turned you've got the gun on your hands
You count down and it goes off with a bang
I know you had my death planned
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