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..deadman walkin in the woods..fuck jo momma and sleep in the matchbox to hide your pain.cut every inch of your life away.you dont know what this feels like.but take it.shove it in my face. torrid stars mark your eyes with my hate.when will you ever learn? scars mark your bloody existance....ill always love you till i die, no matter how much you kill me..you said you'd always be here but you're there,with her.i hear your lies, theyre all the same.when will you fess up? when will you change? the thinkers thoughts will haunt you till the end of your days.no matter how much you hate me, ill always love you.

screaming cries of disappointment and shame.i told you so.i told you so.and you tell me-babe things werent clear, things were never ok.but you know ill love you until i die no matter how much you kill me.your voice echos inside my head...ringing like the liberty bell.what a life...days got long...got hard.but we pulled through, and we made it to the end, your still wondering why.for sanitys sake just tell me, why'd you have to do this? you brought your roses through the trip and i bled for each one.too bad jesus hates me...discust crashing like waves through my soul.why mother fucker? why?just remember that i love you till i die, no matter how much you kill me.