@$&#!

Shit, fuck, stress
Find another enemy
Bitch, cunt, ass
Losing all their sympathy
Whore, dick, piss
Throw away the eulogy
Cock, twat, missed
The mark and now you're out of reach

When you see my face gonna lose your dress
When you're lost in space gonna list regrets
When you're on your own think you'll make a mess
When you think of me, please just second guess

I might as well be going to hell
I might just lose and take the pills
I might just find another way
Or maybe you could set me free

When you see my face gonna lose your dress
When you're lost in space gonna list regrets
When you're on your own think you'll make a mess
When you think of me, please just second guess

Yeah

Gah
Wha ha ja ah
Rah ha ba ha
Woah go!

Oh

When you see my face gonna lose your dress
When you're lost in space gonna list regrets
When you're on your own think you'll make a mess
When you think of me, please just second guess

When I see your face I will look my best
When I'm lost in space I won't have regrets
Yea, I'm on my own, but I'm feeling blessed
When I think of you, you'll always be missed

Always be missed



Credits
Writer(s): Zane Franz
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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