My Will
When the last light burns out in your dense skull
I'll inhale the smoke that comes from your burnt bones
Unrecognizable, buried along the highway
Though time may separate us, my disgust will stay as golden as the sun
My regret will burn bright like the lump of shame that grows in your throat
My will is a cancer on your fucking life
As long as the blood pumps through our fucking veins, the thought of me will sicken you
And I will fucking hate you
My will is a cancer on your fucking life
I'll inhale the smoke that comes from your burnt bones
Unrecognizable, buried along the highway
Though time may separate us, my disgust will stay as golden as the sun
My regret will burn bright like the lump of shame that grows in your throat
My will is a cancer on your fucking life
As long as the blood pumps through our fucking veins, the thought of me will sicken you
And I will fucking hate you
My will is a cancer on your fucking life
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Writer(s): Ethan Mccarthy
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