Do you know that I've been here everyday
Watching you, what you do, scrap the plan,
Get my senses, grab my bag and climb out the window
I know exactly where I want to be;
In your bed, lying dead.
Will that get your attention sweetie?
Fresh cut wrists and still clenched fists
Am i messing up your sheets?
Well I'll be gone soon.
You left me hanging like a noose.
- I Am The Avalanche.
x<3x
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