what routes do i take
for you to see
I’ve change, to extended degree
what does it take
to realize i made a mistake

what routes do i take?
there’s blood on my hands
experience next life in my wake
drum breaks and heart aches
writing as my palm shakes

grim reaper’s grin leaves
a freeze to my skin
your eyes made to deceive
taught it’ll free me
from my sins

and yes, i hurt her
but i still love her, i still do
she left her necklace
made of voodoo
i wear it, becomed subdued
hold me tight
console me with all your might
our old plans will see through.


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