(J. Davis)
sold you my therapy
You can suss it out
Bought a new enemy
She can smoke this doubt
Every disgrace already made
Every word tasting bitter and betrayed
Looking for lies
Sympathy fuck
Useless heart didn't want to change my luck
What about today
Sold you an alibi
Place me at the scene
I live a sorry lie
It burns like gasoline
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