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This Is Me Hating You


This Is Me Hating You I see your mouth moving, but nothing you say is true I look into your eyes and see, this is the real you. The happiness I once had for you, was killed by your lies and deceit, Im falling to the ground now, crying in defeat. You ripped my heart out, and stomped it to the ground, Im lying lifeless from your harm, godd__n your fucking charm. I see your mouth moving, but nothing you say is true I look into your eyes and see, this is the real you. This is me hating you, this is me hating you, I wish this was a dream, nothing was ever, as it seemed. Every lie to me, was felt like skin tearing from my bones, You twisted everything you did, your true colors have shown. Now this is me hating you, this is me hating you I see your mouth moving, but nothing you say is true I look into your eyes and see, this is the real you. Now this is me hating you This is the real you Now this is me hating you. This is the real you. Now my soul is set free, from the torture and the pain All your violence and denial, has made me go insane.
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