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Текст песни Jack Off Jill - Poor Impulse Control

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I envy your demise
I hope it`s all you dreamed it would be
One bullet in this gun
Not sure if it`s for you or me

I envy your demise
With all the guilt you hid away
All the lies that I had spun
And all the times I wished you`d stay

Now, all that I`ll ever suffer
All that I`ll ever be
All that I`ll ever ruin
You can always cover me with makeup

I envy your demise
Seven hundred and fifty degrees
When it burned it smelled like you
But it scorched and looked a lot like me

I envy your demise
You never said that you`d try
When I had to lose control
Lose control to really cry

Now, all that I`ll ever abuse
All that I`ll ever see
All that I`ll ever ruin
You can always cover it with makeup

All that I`ll ever limit
All that I`ll ever try
All that I`ll ever trust
You can always cover it with

All that I`ll ever abuse
All that I`ll ever see
All that I`ll ever ruin
You can always cover it with makeup

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