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(Tremble, tremble, tremble) (Tremble, tremble, tremble) My lips they tremble from this silence But I'd rather chew on razor blades Then speak the words I want to say Don't tell me you are sorry I see this thing all too clearly now We're past apologies I just want you to bleed like me I (Tremble) Should have known (Tremble) But I never thought you'd do this to me (Tremble) It (Tremble) Hurts to laugh (Tremble) Now that I know the joke was on me (Tremble) And it makes me sick to think About all those dirty things And the pictures in my head You should have slit my throat instead It would of made more sense We wouldn't have this mess The blood would dry But the lies you hide are rotting your insides Letras de canciones(Tremble, tremble, tremble) My stomach's got this aching feeling Thinkings got the best of me Brought out the worst for all to see This feels like everybody knows a secret I don't These malicious grins and whispering A vicious plot to kill what's left of me And it makes me sick to think About all those dirty things And the pictures in my head You should have slit my throat instead It would of made more sense We wouldn't have this mess The blood would dry But the lies you hide are rotting your insides They'll never know 'Cause we'll never tell Your secret's safe with me I'll never let it out (And they'll never know) (And they'll never know) (And they'll never know) (And they'll never know) (And they'll never know) (And they'll never know) (And they'll never know) Your secret's safe with me (And they'll never know) I'll never let it out (My lips they tremble from this silence) (Silence, silence, silence) I (Tremble) Should have known (Tremble) But I never thought you'd do this to me (Tremble) It (Tremble) Hurts to laugh (Tremble) Now that I know the joke was on me (Tremble) And it makes me sick to think About all those dirty things And the pictures in my head You should have slit my throat instead It would of made more sense We wouldn't have this mess The blood would dry But the lies you hide are rotting your insides And it makes me sick to think About all those dirty things And the pictures in my head You should have slit my throat instead It would of made more sense We wouldn't have this mess The blood would dry But the lies you hide are rotting your insides (My lips they tremble from this silence) (Silence, silence) From Letras Mania