Rachet Letra

At Will

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Letra de Rachet
Hey girl,
Your name isn't going to save you or fix this
Your beauty won't win my favor
I hope it felt good...to kill me
Flee for the sunlight
To blind you with sunspots
An excuse for your mistake
And I become the sacrificial star now
I hope it feels good...
To turn us into tabloids
And the vomit of small towns
How are you going to fix this
Maybe spoon out my insides
Cover the rat with latex
Or ask god what love is
And beg me to love you
I'll forgive you, maybe
And I'll forgive you baby
So lets wash the soap dish clean of all the gossip
Grab our diplomas and leave high school together...
Together