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I remember your cruel love The first time you said you loved me The first time you led me down the stairs There was nothing in you I wanted But naive young girls do naive young things Your words were like gifts Your gifts were like a song I blindly sang along Trusting you was easy But you proved me wrong I'm cruel in my heart, I know it But it's what you planted for me Your mean hands ripped open my chest You buried something so ugly and dark So deep it bled into my soul. Something inside of you was broken Something was breaking inside of me too I think of you now and my hands lock up I hope you have all daughters I hope they date men like you I hope it breaks your heart and kills you.
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Jul 19, 2016
Jul 19, 2016 at 2:33 PM UTC
The Breeders Son
I remember your cruel love The first time you said you loved me The first time you led me down the stairs There was nothing in you I wanted But naive young girls do naive young things Your words were like gifts Your gifts were like a song I blindly sang along Trusting you was easy But you proved me wrong I'm cruel in my heart, I know it But it's what you planted for me Your mean hands ripped open my chest You buried something so ugly and dark So deep it bled into my soul. Something inside of you was broken Something was breaking inside of me too I think of you now and my hands lock up I hope you have all daughters I hope they date men like you I hope it breaks your heart and kills you.
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Jul 19, 2016
Jul 19, 2016 at 2:33 PM UTC
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