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Good People Also Kill
Paranoia sliding between the eyebrows
Precipice is the space between your mouth
Fingers on the keyboard
Plucking letters that I discard
My sincere fuck it
I keep myself
I advise
Hide
Good people also kill
My photo will be on a wanted poster
It would be hard if I lasted eternity
I want to die young
Already full of pains
I haven't even reached my halfway point
Girl, I bring dead flowers
But beautiful, just put them in water
Last a few days like my love
With time it just fades away
You discard me and pretend you're dead
Time passes, this problem is not mine anymore
Loneliness embraces what we lived
It's more cliché than this chorus
Chlorophyll of your body
I want to jump in the pool
Remove the chlorine
Maybe I won't come out and sink
And stay there at the bottom
Fuck this movie, it has nothing to do with the cover
I don't know, I just ignore
Move my arm as if I had heard
I'm distant
None of this matters
Fuck the jerk
I'm fine
Look at my fake smile
Bought another new sneaker
I follow this weak script
Then I'll come up with another
Look how happy I am
Look how happy I am
I'm fine
Look at my fake smile
Bought another new sneaker
I follow this weak script
Then I'll come up with another
Look how happy I am
Look how happy I am
You discard me and pretend you're dead
Time passes, this problem is not mine anymore
Loneliness embraces what we lived
It's more cliché than this chorus
You discard me and pretend you're dead
Time passes, this problem is not mine anymore
Loneliness embraces what we lived
It's more cliché than this chorus
You discard me and pretend you're dead
Time passes, this problem is not mine anymore
Loneliness embraces what we lived
It's more cliché than this chorus
You discard me and pretend you're dead
Time passes, this problem is not mine anymore