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The cold in the air I feel crawl on my flesh The spite in your tone when you hiss at me with new complaints The way your body says you hate me Is enough to show me that I'm still needed Loveless sound that motivates me to wither Thank you, my dear leech If it wasn't for you, I could feel alive again Thank you for ******* me dry.
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Nov 26, 2017
Nov 26, 2017 at 4:27 PM UTC
Loveless Sound
The cold in the air I feel crawl on my flesh The spite in your tone when you hiss at me with new complaints The way your body says you hate me Is enough to show me that I'm still needed Loveless sound that motivates me to wither Thank you, my dear leech If it wasn't for you, I could feel alive again Thank you for ******* me dry.
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Nov 26, 2017
Nov 26, 2017 at 4:27 PM UTC
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