To My Ex Love
I fucking hate you
I want you to burn in hell
From this point of view
You should be able to tell
I'll tear you heart out
And throw it against the wall
In the end
Im the one standing tall
I'll gouge out your eyeballs
And pour salt in your sockets
When im done with your organs
I'll keep them in all my pockets
I'll chop off your head
And hold it in my grasp
Walk to the cementary
And lay it in the grass
With the rest of your body
Will stay hidden under my bed
So i can think about you
In my lonesome, heartbroken head
I want you to burn in hell
From this point of view
You should be able to tell
I'll tear you heart out
And throw it against the wall
In the end
Im the one standing tall
I'll gouge out your eyeballs
And pour salt in your sockets
When im done with your organs
I'll keep them in all my pockets
I'll chop off your head
And hold it in my grasp
Walk to the cementary
And lay it in the grass
With the rest of your body
Will stay hidden under my bed
So i can think about you
In my lonesome, heartbroken head
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