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
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
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Writer(s): Alexander Spyrou
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