such a low sister
close the door for them
cold hearts leave all blisters
tonight
i'm going to write the same old song around my neck
they could hide my body under this floor
i've never needed this before
i hurt my fingers to bone again
i couldn't believe i was so alone
and owe them so much
tonight
kill me before my eyes get older
before they see too much
please, write the same old song around my neck.
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