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You, you're a disaster
You're a master
Of the fine art
The fine art of falling apart

How'd you manage to stab yourself in the back?
How'd you get your arms to bend back like that?
How'd you manage to stab yourself in the back?
How'd you get your arms to bend back like that?

Me? I'm just a bastard
Another master
Of the fine art
The fine art of falling apart
They're coming back to point and laugh and ask me

How'd you manage to stab yourself in the back?
How'd you get your arms to bend back like that?
How'd you manage to stab yourself in the back?
How'd you get your arms to bend back like that?

How'd you get your arms to bend back like that?

Burn it down

So you pour the gas and I'll strike the match
And we'll turn our back on this pile of ash
So you pour the gas and I'll strike the match
And we'll turn our back on this pile of ash

And the only things left, will be the bones of our promises
And the only things left, will be the bones of our promises


*Do not do uhh, the things jerkwads do with other people's art, pwease?
*Feat. my waifu Angel~