For the lives that I fake, I'm going to hell
For the vows that I break, I'm going to hell
For the ways that I hurt, while I'm hiking up my skirt
I am sitting on a throne
While they're buried in the dirt
For the man that I hate, I'm going to hell
Getting heavy with the devil
You can hear the wedding bells
- JoinedSeptember 16, 2016
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