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Senses Fail
ANGELA BAKER AND MY OBSESSION WITH FIRE
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ANGELA BAKER AND MY OBSESSION WITH FIRE,
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I won't forget the day that, that i came to
and i started thinking that theres more
than just perfect prom queens and silver spoons.
and all i ever wanted was someone to
love me back to the bliss of ignorance
cause i feel like running head first into traffic
And so i'm here to say,
that thoughts enbed with pain.
I wont forget the day that, that i found god
in a kitchen knife now, inked on my arm.
so paint the pale white floor with, with my red blood
and now my selfish pain is, the pain i love
as i swallow the pills of happiness
and you watch me fall like new york in an earthquake.
And so i'm here to say,
that thoughts enbed with pain.
I stand outside of my pretty house
i light a match to start the fire
i call the cops to let them know
it's 22 walthuree ave.
as i thought i wanted this
i thought i wanted this.
(i'm here to say)
i said i wanted some more attention
i thought i wanted a story ending.
(i love the pain, i hate the pain)
i just give in.
I think that the truth is i'm scared
i think i'm just scared to live
i think that the truth is i'm scared
i think that the truth is i'm everything that i hate.
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I won't forget the day that, that i came to and i started thinking that theres more than just perfect prom queens and silver spoons. and all i ever wanted was someone to love me back to the bliss of ignorance cause i feel like running head first into traffic And so i'm here to say, that thoughts enbed with pain. I wont forget the day that, that i found god in a kitchen knife now, inked on my arm. so paint the pale white floor with, with my red blood and now my selfish pain is, the pain i love as i swallow the pills of happiness and you watch me fall like new york in an earthquake. And so i'm here to say, that thoughts enbed with pain. I stand outside of my pretty house i light a match to start the fire i call the cops to let them know it's 22 walthuree ave. as i thought i wanted this i thought i wanted this. (i'm here to say) i said i wanted some more attention i thought i wanted a story ending. (i love the pain, i hate the pain) i just give in. I think that the truth is i'm scared i think i'm just scared to live i think that the truth is i'm scared i think that the truth is i'm everything that i hate.
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