just kill me like you care
dont force me to breath again
and if you ever dare
ill kill you for that sin
dont take the spoils
and pretend a soft sorrow
we both know who toils
but dont expect me to be there tomorrow
im not waiting around
for people who bend me
i like the real sound
though i hate whats meant to be
you've got nothing for me
saying you'd acutally stop
just to make sure im safe
but in the heat of the moment you dropp
in a moment im replaced
claiming theres no one else
as behind me you steal a glance
ill just die inside myself
and she can get in your pants
i keep running to you
thinking things will change
and everytime i knew
its the fever makes me deranged
i just cant sweat you out
im hallucinating your face
because i cant sweat you out
of my body, of this place
i just cant sweat you out
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem