You think youre blood to me and I think youre fucking wrong. What is there left to show for all the wasted years youve taken from me when the memory of your smile makes my head turn the other way. And what is there left to say after all the feeling so empty. Every smile was a waste, wasted on your love. You think youre blood to me and I think youre fucking wrong. Cause you crossed to line one last time so Im going through you if I cant get over you. Im getting over you the only way I know how. Over you. You crossed to line from enemy to casualty the day you disrespected me.
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