I should be grateful for the day you spoke to me You made me come straight to my senses I saw your friends today, if looks could kill Id never leave the house Make no mistake, Id be housebound Tell me, how can you ever chase happiness When you dont have he heart to be hurt? Id gamble everything, but I dont have a thing I would love to give you attention But Id never be free from the fact That all the things youd tell me, truly wont mean a thing They wont mean anything You should be living in a hole, all by yourself You should be never allowed to speak to no one else I see your evil face everytime I try to close my eyes And I cant see how I wont be housebound Its the same for all your friends Dont die youll end up in Hell Oh but, what if you did? Its probably better Because Hell loves a good sinner
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