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he played himself
didn't need me to give him hell
he could be cool and cruel to you and me
knew we'd put up with anything
I want to hurt him
I want to give him pain
I'm a roman candle
my head is full of flames
I'm hallucinating, hallucinating
I hear you cry
your tears are cheap
wet hot red swollen cheeks
fall asleep
I want to hurt him
I want to give him pain
I'm a roman candle
my head is full of flames
I want to hurt him
I want to hurt him
I want to hurt him
I want to give him pain
and make him feel this pretty burn
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