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Memories


She had me feeling dead

I was in the floor with all this red

I just wanted to be with you in my twin bed 

I take these drugs cuz im misread

Cuz thats all we know what to do instead

I wake up with cross fires in my head 

I hear your voice saying everything that was unsaid 

Im so done that im pill head 

Cuz thats all we know what to do instead 

Cuz thats all we know what to do instead 

Cuz i cant feel this pain thats dark red

It's all in my head 

I feel like a kid going to his fathers bed

Like having a nightmare without a bloodshed 

Im in the ground 6 feet and dead

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