Kill Me

Kill me
Please
This bath water sticks like mud
And I stink when I'm sad

And I'm so drained
That I can't tell truth from lie

Kill me
Please
I ain't got someone to care
It's the guilt that's fair

And I can't take
No more of you in me

All the gardens sprout
And laughter all around
The past three years have been
A bad dream

We were holding hands
Kill me we're almost done



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Spyrou
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