DIED ON THE VINE
Everyone tosses me aside
Once again, I’m fucking empty
I’m out of sight and out of mind for you
But you’re all I think about
Once again, I’m fucking empty
I’m out of sight and out of mind for you
But you’re all I think about
Tired of trying
My dreams died on the vine
I ache for companionship
I beg for the pain to go away
My dreams died on the vine
I ache for companionship
I beg for the pain to go away
You did this to me
Feel what I feel
I’d love to make you pay
Feel what I feel
I’d love to make you pay
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