Shaking Baby Syndrome
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Run as far away from me as you can possibly get.
Loving you was my worst idea yet.
And for all the times you hurt me are my favorite times to say.
Grab your pistol, cock it && just shoot me in the fucking face.
Don't talk to me like I still exist
or
your face will meet my fucking fist.
And I'll blow your brains out all over the wall.
I never cared for you at all.
So go get drunk with all your friends.
My love for you is coming to an end.
With all your bullshit, I am done.
Pull me out of this shaking baby syndrome.
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