No matter how much you Bleed.
The good memories will remain the ones to Lead.
Because even though she says you cant.
The true crowd will still chant.
Because there is no definition of hate.
That girl ate you up and spit you out like fresh bait.
But don't get your hopes up...It's probably already too late.
Because every time i spoke.
I felt myself choke.
And smoke isn't the answer.
It doesn't get you anything but cancer.
Once it kills you theirs no trace.
Theirs no change of pace in breathing. If theirs no bleeding...
So just make sure you don't lose.
You choose...?
Otherwise it isn't worth a piss.
Unless you don't want a last kiss?
Because i don't want anything less.
Than my girl in that pretty dress!
Written By Joshua Binder
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