The things that I want. The things that I have. What I’ve paid to try to let this go. I’d fuck you over without blinking, leave your goddam life in the dust. A place of misery where you won’t be found. You made me pay over and over. When I find you, seek you out, there will be nowhere to hide. I know all your secrets because you hid me in your shadow. The things that I have. The things that I want, and the things I’m gonna get. Rumor has it, I'm out for your soul.
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