TW: Suicide mentions.
CW: Language.
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I know I told you that I've lost someone before,
But maybe all those words just made you want it more.
Underneath the avenue, curled beneath the trees,
You run away from demons, all with scraped knees.
Blinded by your attitude, you're hurting all the time,
No matter how much I tried, I still taste the sour lime.
It reminds me all of you, as abundant as the dew,
Remember the word "sue"? We all had fun with you.
All of these lovely smiles stopped. Now I frown
with the knowledge that we can't anymore; I drown.
I feel like I've made a mistake, tell me it's not my fault,
I'd bleed myself dry for a last chance; a last chance to save you.
Because I'm in so deep, it shouldn't hurt me so much,
It feels like I'm drowning, the water flooding my lungs and such,
Completely, utterly asphyxiated, coldness seeping to my bones,
Can't connect to you anymore, even though we have phones.
You don't pick up, you don't pick up, you don't pick up,
I think I've fuck, I think I've fuck, I think I've fucked up.
I beg for you to come back, but I know it's impossible,
Remember me before you go, because I really did love you...
I know I told you that I've lost someone before,
But maybe all those words just made you want it more.
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