Текст песни MIGHT OFF MYSELF FOR 2017

Love is not kisses, hugs, sharing fucking drugs Presents on your birthday, pictures of making love It’s dedication, trust and patience and compromise Now do or die, ultimatums for you and I I feel the vibe between us fading and I fucking hate it I cut myself constantly I hate myself for creating Pain within your heart and I’m thinking This pistol's tempting to scream it out To my demons get even within yourself She’s crying she needs your help And you’re selfish think ‘bout yourself All these problems created Extended from hate with self And I hope that you wouldn’t leave But the patience that you would need Is the patience of several gods Hanging on to my selfish please And I’m sorry, you deserve better I wanted more for you, you hanging on You being strong and I want more for you As long as you won’t, leave me in the end We both can still pretend That this life we live in is worth it I promise