Текст (слова) песни: Bury Your Dead - Dragged Out And Shot
Now here`s a medal for being so fucking perfect, perfect at making me miserable. How do you do it? So let me get some paper to take down these notes, so that I can take the papers dull edge and saw away at my tired wrists. There is something about you. I can`t quite put my finger on it, I can`t quite put my fingers around your neck. You die.
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