its on my sleeve my skin will scream remiding me of who i killed

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its on my sleeve my skin will scream remiding me of who i killed


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inside my dream I hate this car
that im driving
I'm forced to deal with what I feel
I could pull the steering she'll
*wheel
To replace that slot with what I once bought
cause somebody stole me car radio
and no I just sit in silence!
*now
*sick as frick instrumental break*
I ponder of something terrifying
cuz this time there's no sound to hide behind