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Garbage Goodbyes - Cotie Guzman
CHORES 1:
Spiders crawling in my viens,
don't tell me your lies
'cause it'll never be the same.
Your kiwi cuts and garbage goodbyes
don't mean anything
so save the tears that you cried.
Lavished in celebrity you never gave a fuck.
Surrounded by the misery, tomorrow brings you luck.
Seeking in the wrong, the stinger bites at two:
One right in the ass, while the others' aimed at you.
CHORES 1
Branded by the fake and twisted the web has weaved its toll
tangled in your failed attempt in sugar coated mold
Rotting from the inside out, you couldn't keep it in,
pulsing with the symptom of trying to let you win.
Zip it up and put away the penetrating fuck,
slip it in, the poison says that it will bring me luck.
Hold yourself together or I'll slap you 'till insane,
telling me that you love me; fuck, that shit is lame!
CHORES 1
CHORES 2:
The venom that you gave me
is the color of lust
still so blind that I can see.
Your kiwi cuts and garbage goodbyes,
still don't mean anything,
so drown in the tears that you cried.
No more garbage goodbyes.
It's over, shut up with your lies.
Mother fucker, you're living in the past,
four-leaf clovers' luck is out and I'm over you at last!