Saphron Star - Dorama 57

Its like my mind plays tricks on me
You tell me things that shouldn't be
Its all because of this fucking clone
Made to euthanize rivals
I don't think you have that why
So i guess you gotta lie
Everything's hitting like a brick
It all just makes me fucking sick
Admitting defeat so I can't lose
I don't have to cope with you today
When I walk I want to talk
Don't be shy I'm not enough
I don't think you have that why
So i guess you gotta lie
Everything's hitting like a brick
It all just makes me fucking sick
I don't want to go, don't go, don't go, don't make me
I don't want to go, don't go
I don't think you have that why
So i guess you gotta lie
Everything's hitting like a brick
It all just makes me fucking sick
Go and look me in the eye
Tell me how I've crucified
I never want to die
So I guess I'll never try

Written by:
Alec Saphron, Omar Star

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