Break Break,
break away from here,
quit whispering false promises,
in my ear,
I can still feel you,
smell you on my skin,
be gone evil one,
for three days I believed you,
I loved you even and now,
you look me in the eye and tell me,
lies knowing I know you know I know,
and tell me I'm an angel,
well fuck you too.

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