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Necrolepsy

Weekend Nachos
you thought I needed to feel more pain
took advantage of everything
left me dead at your front door
heartless fucking dirty whore
I turned my back on my best men
ignored advice from caring friends
all for someone I thought was real
a person trained to lie and steal
when we meet again
I hope you're still the same
when we meet again
i'll still remember your name
when we meet again
ill stare at you for a while
when we meet again
you'll wonder why I still smile
your eyes were cold the whole time
you had no soul so you took mine