WristCutter
My heart beats fast
a minute has past
waiting for your reply
either i do or die
your reply is simply no
my beating heart dies slow
i break down and cry
for you have left me to die
my love for you was real
everyday together brought thrill
if parties didn't exist
i wouldn't have reasons to cut my wrist
a minute has past
waiting for your reply
either i do or die
your reply is simply no
my beating heart dies slow
i break down and cry
for you have left me to die
my love for you was real
everyday together brought thrill
if parties didn't exist
i wouldn't have reasons to cut my wrist
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