But I’m bad, bred to suffer.
In the dark, In this room.
I’ll explode, I’ll escape.
Get me out, Make it soon.
If there’s a god that could save me, I’d ask that he open the skies and do it now.
But it’s just a chemical.
In the dark, In this room.
I’ll explode, I’ll escape.
Get me out, Make it soon.
If there’s a god that could save me, I’d ask that he open the skies and do it now.
But it’s just a chemical.
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All of the insistings. = v =
You. all. are. too. good. to. me.