8.20.2012

Before I kill you.

You gotta let me go,
I wont change my mind,
free me from your soul,
cause I ain't even down.

You gotta stop calling my phone,
dont wanna have a conversation,
dont wanna know what went wrong,
can we just forget it and move on?

Stop following my essence,
I can hear your little steps,
I won't aprove your presence,
now get out of my way.

You gotta figure this out,
hearbreakers like me,
we just don't care how, 
we just get what we want and peace out.

Now I'm gonna spell it out for you,
get out of my life before I kill you.

 

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