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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #4,061
Peak in subgenre #306
Author
ProFound, Avarice, Joe Caluya
Uploaded
July 21, 2007
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.2 MB • 128 kbps • 2:21
Story behind the song
Kylie got mad high and wrote a verse. Pro liked it and wrote one as well.
Lyrics
You said your sorry you want me back in your life
But nothing ever stopped me from making this stain on my knife
Replacing these lies with morbid thoughts on my mind
Retracting my life I end yours from mine
Just give it some time your wounds will heal
Replacing your pain and you begin not to feel
The pain I feel
The pain you cause inside of me
You look back to see the bloody mess the you left
Impressed on my chess is a little black heart
broken and bent Destroyed by yours truly
don’t ask for me back just leave it be
Done with your life and never coming back
Stabbed in the back it ended in bad
It ended at bad lets leave it that
It ended at bad I was stabbed in the back
Can’t see tonight so I’m never turning back to you
Laughed at you after you decided you were Passable
As collateral for damaged parts of a shattered heart
And liquid love that came out to last for our
Relationship…
I wish we never had relations bitch
Save that shit because I’m getting ill from you’re claims and statements
Lame replacement of what I had one time acting so brain dead
I hate that you thought you could have me love you as a payment
Stay away please so I can find a way to save this
Heart I have left…
the shard that you left
Hard since you left because hearts don’t glue back
Threw back memories that no longer are labeled by numbers
Stated your hunger and left me in summer
Famous from under the ground in your slumber
You pound @ my lungs for air and I give it for love or
The thought of a lover….I thought that I loved her
But Now I realize it’s over and I can’t be bugged with her
Snuffed the blurs of thoughts I had writing back to the summer
Running my way in circles cleaning this tunnel
Bundles of nerves and feelings surface as crimson as roses
Posed with this atrosive corrosive prognosed diagnosis
Waking up having my brain toyed and poked with
Prods she would use as if she was jabbing @ pull pits
Realized she was full of it bullshit I wish I could hold it
But it never had substance sustenance was never asked for
Just get back or I’ll have to turn you out like a crack whore
Because of love…or lack of a better word for distrust
Fuss about it and feel what I felt….blood.
And you say you only want me back
And you say you only want me back tonight
But where done where done
