Lyrics + over - Seo

Been through this before
Now it's come again
You keep shutting down the door
Now it's made of sand
You're always messin' up
Then you say you're pressed
And that how you're depressed
Oh god, you're sufferless
And now you hitting up his phone
And your grown ass cryin'
Told you "Don't hit my line"
"Bitch, I ain't got the time"
"Bitch, I ain't got the time"
Told you "Don't hit my line"
Why don't you kill yourself one more fuckin' time?
Why don't you kill yourself one more fuckin' time?
Kill yourself one more fuckin' time
Yeah, you apologised and
Yeah, I swear it's fine but-

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Yeah, I swear it's fine
Nothing on my mind
There's nothing on my mind

Do you ever feel the guilt of your filthy lies?
You're the worst at truth, I give you the prize
I'm so over that, yeah
You crossed the line

Yeah, you crossed the line
Yeah, you crossed the line
Why don't you kill yourself
One more fucking time?
Why don't you kill yourself
One more fucking time?
Why don't you?
Don't ya

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Yeah I swear, it's fine
Yeah, you apologised
Yeah, uh

There's nothing on my mind
There's nothing on my mind
There's nothing on my

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Yeah I swear it's fine
Yeah you a-
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Yeah, I swear it's fine
Yeah, you apologised, yeah uh