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Dead On The Dance Floor
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A Love To Hate Letter
She said that she would never run away* From the problems that we both knew that we would have to face, Well she grabbed her car keys and she made her great escape, Finally pulling over but a thousand miles too late,
That fucking bitch!
And now I'm racking my brain, trying to see, What she actually ever really meant to me, I want to grab her heart straight from her chest, Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Hold it in my hands and watch,
That fucker bleed!
It's been six whole months, since I have played her game, I've moved on, I can't even remember,
Her name
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