I will burn your silhouette
Into the f*cking wall
You look at me with
Your regret but I am
Not the one who falls
I will not fall
This is the last time
I can control time
Again seem to be fine
I look inside but I know
That I regret the things
That you have done
F*ck Bitch
Go f*ck yourself
Ooof
I can't seem to escape
This place you left me in
Pessimistic intercession's
Only left with the envision
Of my hands around your throat
But it was your words
That made you choke
It's what you said
That still runs in my head
Every single f*cking second
Leading up to this end
It's what you f*cking said
I don't want out of this hell
Because this place is my home
I'm so f*cking blind
But where else would I go
I hear it over again
I think we're better off dead
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I will burn your silhouette
Into the f*cking wall
You look at me with
Your regret but I am
Not the one who falls
I will not fall
This is the last time
I can control time
Again seem to be fine
I look inside but I know
That I regret the things
That you have done
F*ck Bitch
Go f*ck yourself
Ooof
I can't seem to escape
This place you left me in
Pessimistic intercession's
Only left with the envision
Of my hands around your throat
But it was your words
That made you choke
It's what you said
That still runs in my head
Every single f*cking second
Leading up to this end
It's what you f*cking said
I don't want out of this hell
Because this place is my home
I'm so f*cking blind
But where else would I go
I hear it over again
I think we're better off dead
Into the f*cking wall
You look at me with
Your regret but I am
Not the one who falls
I will not fall
This is the last time
I can control time
Again seem to be fine
I look inside but I know
That I regret the things
That you have done
F*ck Bitch
Go f*ck yourself
Ooof
I can't seem to escape
This place you left me in
Pessimistic intercession's
Only left with the envision
Of my hands around your throat
But it was your words
That made you choke
It's what you said
That still runs in my head
Every single f*cking second
Leading up to this end
It's what you f*cking said
I don't want out of this hell
Because this place is my home
I'm so f*cking blind
But where else would I go
I hear it over again
I think we're better off dead
Writer: Tyrell Davis, Cody Blencowe
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