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Fate/strange Fake

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What if I made u a promise
To always be faithful and always be honest
Would u have matched me and would u have meant it
I know when u lying girl dont even try it
I take agreement from out of that silence
I hope that know just how serious im about it
If I should die here im haunting the grounds
And If I should die here and taking you off it

What if I went out to work and the shaft had collapsed and I never came back
What I came home at 12 for u thought I would be and u sitting on his lap
Maybe I lift up my axe and I clock in at home just try picturing that
Im getting under his bark and im counting the rings and im eating the fat

Hold up im stepping it back im playing it back now im taking it back nah fuck it
Im tryna see how he works im gonna take him apart and try putting him back
How could u fuck up this home we were lively and warm now u dead in a sack
Fuck it Im burying u by the bridge so u bounce off the boats and fill up with rats

What if I went out to work and the shaft had collapsed and I never came back
What I came home at 12 for u thought I would be and u sitting on his lap
Maybe I lift up my axe and I clock in at home just try picturing that
Im getting under his bark and im counting the rings and im eating the fat

Ive grown tired
My hands rest wired
Tied up
Ive nothing
To regret I love it
So much
Four walls holding
My soul I almost
Threw up
This moment
My rage ceast growing
So much

What if I went out to work and the shaft had collapsed and I never came back
What I came home at 12 for u thought I would be and u sitting on his lap
Maybe I lift up my axe and I clock in at home just try picturing that
Im getting under his bark and im counting the rings and im eating the fat