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Likely To Kill

Soraia, Charlene
Good night
Good luck
I won't break my back for supper
I won't suffer long

Good night
Take care
I won't compromise if I despise
The shell of what's left

Speak to me, be wise
This is your last breathe
I won't be waiting for you anywhere, anyway

I love you
But I can't fight you anymore
Heal before I'm at my wicks end
Resign from all of this suffering
And if we stay in this together
I'll be more like to kill you
And me and most of the people that we know

We had a few things to change
We said we but we meant me
And now I'm in therapy
And you've not done anything to help and

I'm only there to save myself for you
Now it seems I'm saving myself from you
I've given my entire reason of being to yours and
You don't even smirk when you go to fuck me anymore

And all of this mind shit
I've had it up to here with it
You're pervious and sick
And to me you are a passive persuasive
And if we stay in this together
I'll be more like to kill you
And me and most of the people that we know

You'll talk
With your tribe
I won't hang around pretending I can reach your mind
I won't hurt myself this time
I've taken you down off this pedestal
Now baby tell me who is the fool

Because I loved you
But I can't fight you anymore
Heal before I'm at my wicks end
Resign from all of this suffering
And if we stay in this together
I'll be more like to kill you
And me and most of the people that we know