I always felt you and me was like Jack and Jill The reason I fell was cause I lackin will I tried to catch up I got messed up Guess I had to revisit my old bag of skills But that bag wasnt no bag of skills No girl thats my goddamn bag of pills Honey Oh my God thats crack it kills Better than the pain Ive had to deal Baby your burning up hotter than a dragons gills Girl your forgiving nature makes me mad with guilt Yeah their hate hurt so bad it got me packin pills At least I had you or Idve... Im sorry, for these promises I cant fulfill From now on Ill slaughter my lack of will Until Promising word made of empty air Now where you sat, sits an empty chair You left me, I cant believe its true When the fact is all I really need is you I always felt you and me was like Jack and Jill The reason I fell was cause I lackin will I tried to catch up I got messed up Guess I had to revisit...well...my bag of...cocking noise Shooting noise
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