You sucked all ink from my pen I can't write anymore And stole all the songs that I wrote , later sold Sold all my feeling And my thoughts You better shot me to death Better shot You cut all strings on my guitar so I can not play And twisted sweet melody that alivated my pain And all my hopes, and all believes memories on my wrist still your name that's a shame
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