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The darkest thoughts are huntin' me I rather slit my f**kin' wrist than kill you,b*t*h When you do wrong,that's how I feel Cause if I'll end your f**kin' life Than how could I feel alive? Wait,I don't really wanna live So I'll kill you than kill myself,wait The darkest thoughts are huntin' me I rather pop a xan and chill You said that sh*t,when you was mad I did that sh*t when I felt It could be right I'm running out of the opportunities I wonder now,how could it be I wish to keep the little purity But the satan's huntin' right all over me I'm running out of the opportunities I wonder now,how could it be I wish to keep the little purity But the satan's huntin' right all over me I'm so sick of feelin' sick And I'm sick of everything Or sick of feelin' everything I'm so sick of feelin' things I'm so sick of feelin' Sick of livin' Sick of -' 'bout things gettin' lil' better Sick of cindarella b*t*h Sick of tellin' the same things,ugh!
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