She's not bleeding on the bathroom floor,
just for the attention, cause thats just ridicules.
Well, She finally took her life,
and who knew blow her brains against the ceiling,
would cause such distress.
Clean up this Mess...
Go Bleach out your stained dress...
And She was Beautiful,
and theres the setting,
fashion magazines on the walls now.
The walls Lined the bullet.
Are you sure that this is how it happened?
You sure, You sure?
House of Composure,
Where is your posture?
I'm pulling the trigger,
Pulling the trigger.
House of Composure,
Oh, its so hostile.
You're pulling the Trigger.
Pulling the trigger.
Give me Poison,
Give me Toxins,
Give me Addiction.
Give me Drugs,
and Give me Hazards,
Give me Refrictions.
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