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Does he have everything that you imagined in a trophy, a so-called companion? Another heart to step on like broken glass... Last requests? I thought you'd never ask... You don't need anyone To take out all of your aggressions You should be burned for your sins So I'll see you in hell... It's only a matter of time until all emotion is fleeting from this corpse formerly known as love And now it's time for my last confessional As I count my sins on the rosary that is my heart: That I don't need anyone To engulf me in lust But there's still something I can't get rid of That heartbreaking memory that I was a victim of love You didn't know that I never needed You as much as I thought I did, but You've changed much more than I've aged all this time and You still regret that I can't remember to forget you From Letras Mania