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Gustavo Hernández
Gustavo Hernández
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You tore the innocence off of my face Killing me slowly, pick up the pace I'll skin you like I'm fucking Leatherface Afraid of me, hoe? I'll give you a taste Always beat me to the fucking ground Tore my pants down, told me not to make a sound So I pulled both of my eyes out Guess I'm cured now, all you needed was my mouth After all these years of you I've been dreaming of the things I'd do Lie you down, tie you down Look at who's crying now It's my turn to fuck you, too Placing your mouth to the curb Don't say a word Shut up, bitch, don't make it worse Ride in the back of my hearse I'll put you 6 feet underneath in the dirt Your presence was always a curse But now it's your turn To feel mine inside 'til it hurts Stabbing your guts when I burst Birth in reverse Spilling my heart on your shirt I love you so fucking much Especially when you're bending over your blood
Writer(s): Gustavo Hernandez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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