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Call me
written by GeishaGirl07:48 AM 3/10/05Call me a fucking slut
Call me a fucking leech
I’m wounded by your words
I guess you like to see me cry
I guess you like to hear me lie
I don’t blame myself for what I’ve done
I know you’ve come undone
It’s not my fault that we live in this slum
Why don’t you wake up?
Why don’t you take out your thumb?
Hit me in the face one more time
Knock me to the ground one more time
You’ll never be found this time
I guess you like to see me bruised
I guess you like to see the patterns
I know your stableness is challenged
It’s not my fault you abuse the liquid ecstasy
Why don’t you get up get over it?
Why don’t you shut the fuck up? |
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