Since that day.
Where my heart would die.
And you would begin to pray.
Over a enormous lie.
It is you who comes to fault.
Not me or option B.
Now everything shall come to halt.
So now you need to spree.
Because I don’t care about your problems.
Make sure to use some condoms.

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