So many days, months gone by
Erased and classified, the pains and moments
Outdated pleasures
At the peak of my desires
Your stomach is taking shape
Enough of the pretenses , you chose me as a target
Murder
If I follow you with my eyes
Don't think it's a game
But if you assassinate me so often
But, the knife in the wound too often
I would prefer that you murder me
For real now
I will not be able to bear for long
That you murder me so much *
It takes my breath away
I am hit hard
You persist and sign
Regrets are heavy, “murder”
It’s sublime but it knocks me out
This baby, but it's a nice pretext in short
As if love didn't last all the time
Now, I'll run away from you
Even though my heart still burns fire

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