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God will have to forgive me for the shut doors and blood stained palms. I can't be yours anymore and still move on, you can count all my sins like your going to pull the pin just to see me bomb. I'm sorry to say, heaven is going to have to wait if you want to see me gone
Your done with that heart on your sleeve, your stuck. You have to be exceptionally dumb if you think that I'll leave or run. Both you and that heart are fucked if you think that I have one. You could look in the mirror or down the barrel of a gun to believe it, I don't need your one shotted reason and I don't have to see it. You can feel cheap or cheated while your forfeiting and leaving.
You want me to be wrong, you hate it but you need me to be strong, you'd bleed just to see me gone.
You're struggling just to find a reason, these colors you've worn, its a changing season why haven't you moved on? You feel wronged when you've actually been defeated, you can't believe it, this is mine completely, consider your dream done and deleted.