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It's a mistake, but who knows
Followed you home, crawled in your window
This life is a trip when you're psycho in love
And I know
Followed your friends, you were not there
Slashed and I cut, I bled in the sink
Heard what you said and you're laughing baby
Slashed and I cut, and I do it for you
I want you to notice when I'm not around
Wherever you are
You're solid gold
I'll see you in hell
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