The drugs and the music
Do little to hide
That when you look in my eyes
You see nothing inside
Cuz when she left
She left me to die
So all you see are scars
From the times that I tried
Apr 1, 2013
Apr 1, 2013 at 6:32 AM UTC
The drugs and the music
Do little to hide
That when you look in my eyes
You see nothing inside
Cuz when she left
She left me to die
So all you see are scars
From the times that I tried
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