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i got my stitches
stitched, i got my
fixes fixed,
in my aching head,i
got my kisses slit.
our gossip
lips stuttered
every word i
said, i said
i got ur love
letters,corrected
the grammer and
sent them back.
its true romance
is dead, i shot
it in the chest
then in the head.
and if u wanna
go down in
history than im
ur prince,
because they've
got me in a bad
way ive never
seen a heart i
couldnt break.
it was never
about the
songs, it was
competition.
make the
biggest scene,
make the
biggest...
which came
first, the
music or the
misery?
we're high-
fasion, we're
last chances.
which came
first, the
music or the
misery?
we're high-
fasion, we're
last chances.
i'm casually obsessed
and i've forgiven
death,
i am indifferent, yet
(i am a tottal wreck)
im every
cliche, but i simply
do it
best.
and if u wanna
go down in
history than im
ur prince,
because they've
got me in a bad
way ive never
seen a heart i
couldnt break.
it was never about the
songs, it was
competition,
make the biggest
scene, make the
biggest...
which came
first, the
music or the
misery?
we're high-
fasion, we're
last chances.
which came
first, the
music or the
misery?
we're high-
fasion, we're
last chances.
(go!)
i went to
sleep a poet
and i woke up
a fraud,
to calm ur
nerves im feeling
for my clothes in
the dark.
which came
first, the
music or the
misery?
we're high-
fasion, we're
last chances.
which came
first, the
music or the
misery?
we're high-
fasion, we're
last chances.
which came
first, the
music or the
misery?
we're high-
fasion, we're
last chances.
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