Cancerslug The Little Slug Love Song
Every time you cry, a little piece of me dies. Tearing
out my heart and soul, it's too much more not to try. I
could f..ck you to death but the blood takes too long to
dry. No point in your last breath, you're dead already
inside. But every time you cry, a little piece of me
dies. Nothing really new for you but it's too much more
not to try. I still love you today but I don't really
know why. I never got any truth from you. I guess I'll
live with your lies.