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Cry suicide one more time
I'll hide my laugh with an innocent smile
Because I? I have already died.
By your hands, by your words,
By your love, I've been denied.
Pess the gun to my temple,
Pull the trigger, it's all that simple
Watch me fall to teh ground
You run away and know you won't be found.
You can hide behind that smile
You'll run the extra mile
I'll watch you beg
I'll watch you plead
All you'll do is watch me bleed.
Press the gun to my temple,
pull the trigger it's all that simple
Watche me fall, to the ground
Run away, you believe you won't be found.
Cry your innocence
Lose your magnificence,
Discard you honor
Scream your anger
Putting all you know in danger
Press the gun, to my temple
Pull the trigger it's all that simple
Watch me rise from where I fell
Boy, you'd better run like hell.
- by Aegirsdottir |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/25/2008 |
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- Title: Boy, you'd better run.
- Artist: Aegirsdottir
- Description: I wrote this as I was attempting not to rack my ex-boyfriend for calling my best friend a whore in from of me and she. It severely pissed me off, of course it doesn't really help that my temper is that of an Irish brute.
- Date: 11/25/2008
- Tags: youd better
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- Jacy_Arienh_Sagira - 11/25/2008
- this is really good, and I know he made u mad, but I kinda think its a little funny towards the end. I like the imagery of him pulling the trigger and getting u down but not keeping u down. It's really good.
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