Heal Me
Ghosting
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Heal me, I'm falling
Heal me, I don't need your lies
Heal me, I'm crawling
Heal me, I don't need your hands
Heal me, I don't need your arms
Heal me, I don't like your smile
Heal me, I do hate your tenderness
Heal me, I do not want you
Give me a gun give me knifes
For me to make your body look alright
Give me a shot, give me sense
One world, one hand to lead
O give me a day that looks right
For me to make this day look pretty wrong
Give me a mirror to feel
To tear this mirror into dust
Show me a place full of life
I'll turn it into the fines battlefield
I want the war that bombs the world
Yes, I'm gonna kill this wonderful world
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