Repeat
What you already said
Bore, bore, bore me
To my certain death
I thought it was ok,
We were getting through
This rut,
But your constant
Surprising un-advancing ways
Kill.
Drive me up Mount Vesuvius
And let me dive
Into the fiery flames
Of a bubbling hell.
I rather burn than
Surrender,
So don't expect a
White flag,
I know you won't understand,
Because you never do,
Let me burn
Into ash,
Our relationship is genetically
Designed to last,
So I will burn,
From the inside out,
To get away from you.
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