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Red Handed Handin Flyers to My FUNeral!
Thought I knew you
My mind you blew
Watching my lips go blue
Nothing is true
Played for a fool
Lied because you
Are moving your lips
When everyday turns to April
Then heartbreak ended fatal
I don't wanna hear you say it
Fictitious fables
Gone from helpful
To harmful
Slow and gradual
Full blown lethal
Drowning in your lust-
Caught you RED
Handed, handing out flyers to my funeral.
