Rough hatred
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Rip off my clothes
While I rip off yours,
Don't say you love me,
Cause I don't wanna hear it.
This has never been real.
We made up story lines,
This won't help my heart heal.
I don't want to know if all is fine.
So rip off my clothes
While I rip off yours,
Don't say you love me,
Cause I don't wanna hear it.
Take me now, before I realize,
It's all been built upon lies.
When I say 'stop' don't throw a fit.
This is not how I pictured it,
So strip me and I'll strip you
But don't say you love me,
Because this is all a lie you see,
This is my distortion ; my view.
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