My Fist, Your Mouth, Her Scars

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Bleed, when you thought you knew

Do you hear me shout?!

Bleeding through my head, my heart, my eyes!

To come home

What I'm thinking now

When I take you out

We can hold these thoughts I have of you till it comes!

There's no more ways to tell you

I want to fuck you now.

With every ounce of anger

In turn we know you're going down.

Now it's over, I'm calmer

Her crimson flowing down like water,

I saw her when she hit the ground [x2]

Bruise, when I tear you up

Have I gone too far?

What about my fist, your mouth, her scars!

(To Come Home)

What I'm thinking now

When I stumble down

We can never say that you are gone till it comes!

There's no more ways to show you

I just can't take no more

The thought of me inside you

Just makes me sick, you're going down!

Now, It's over, I'm calmer

Her crimson flowing down, like water

I saw her as she hit the ground! [x2]

Hate, when you thought you knew

Do you hear me shout!?

Bleeding through my head, my heart, my eyes!

To come home

What I'm thinking now

When I take you out

We can hold these thoughts I have of you till it comes!

There's no more ways to show you

I just can't take no more

The thought of me inside you

Just makes me sick you're going down.

There's no more ways to show you

I wanna fuck you now.

With every ounce of anger

In turn we know you're going down!

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