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Meth You Won'T Be My Death
As I sit here and silently wait I can only think this isn't love it must be hate I've been lost in your tantalizing charms And all I want to do is feel you in my arm when I close my eyes nightmares only terrorize I wake in cold sweats violent shakes and with a heart that only knows how to break Best of friends we used to be back when I was young happy and free Now it seems you only enjoy to hunt taunt and terrorize me I longed for you every moment I begged for you on bended knee I crave for you all the time God please give me the strength to break free I'm sure there was a time before you and me Those days have been whipped my memory I've heard people say there's no way to break free that you'll eventually be the death of me I put my foot down here and now you will not hold my hand down into the ground you will not be the Spade they used to dig my hole or the dirt they cover me with when I'm done and cold I will live longer than just 33 meth you will not be the death of me
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