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Lorene Drive

You hold my hand so tight, let us give it one more try
If it's not perfect, its not worth it
This angle incidence, my apologies
don't call the ambulance, you are so unlucky

A lover since birth, a massacre blood thirsty
Sometimes I feel so cursed, why do I try?
I am on my way and headed right for you
I'm not taking any short cuts or

Your way to pull me through
Cause I'm on my way and headed straight for you
Too many mistakes were made, good bye
The slaughter house has left me with nothing

I look away, so I will turn my back
And hope to God you don't stab me in it
Sometimes I feel so hurt, why do we lie?
We should have listen to ourselves more often than not

We should have done a lot of things
I'll turn my back
And hope to God you don't stab me in it

Written by JUSTIN SMITH, STEPHEN FISHER, DANIEL MURILLO, KRIS COMEAUX
Published by BUG MUSIC

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