My heart

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My head is a storm,
My life is a mess,

At one point you were the cure,
But know you're the source of all my problems.

Because as hard as it is to admit,
I still fucking think about you

More then I talk,
More then I breathe

And it's suffocating me

Till death due us part

And I guess I'm the one taking the fall

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