Hey boy
I am not a toy
Under the starry skies
Don't play a game that surely dies
Kisses attached
I'll burn them with my match
Don't play with me
You will be crushed
Your body is whole
Your heart is divided
Want me to cut it out for you?
'Cause many girls you left are broken
Don't play with me
Don't go with her
What you gonna do about it?
Leave and find another?
I can hear glasses shatter
Your music is what matters
You just ended another game
and the player is in shame
Hey boy
Your games are getting old
Mind you, I know
pleasure in ripping hearts
They rot
Soul meets flesh
You will be blessed
By the cries of your victims
Your game will be finished
I hope to see you soon
Stumbled upon the knives of your goons
I will be delighted to greet you
in your new version of hell
Welcome Player of the Muses!
I hope they will treat you well.
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Paper Emotions [Completed]
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