God kill this emotion
Im remembering the feeling of you leaving me
You always bring out the enemy
Discise - your face - you'll be my discrase
You like to be the discrase
You like to be the discrase
You like to be the discrase
Opening - picking scabs again
You would never let me in and
I dont need that - dont want that
You can't have this
And I dont need you bicth
I remember everything that you said to me
You can save you breath because I dont want a thing
Now you live with regrets - that you have nothing left
No respect - nothings left
And now you tell me that your sorry
You like to be the discrase
You like to be the discrase
You like to be the discrase
Whos to blame for my mistakes
In the end, it never changed
When the light is burnning bright
Am I breathing alright
Am I breathing alright
You like to be the discrase

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