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Burn

I got one thing left to do

You’ll burn in flames when I’m done with you

You’ll probably beg I’ll hear you moan

I’ll stop and stare till your nothin but bone

I could rejoice I found the love I need

I needed a future and you gave it to me

So why did you leave?

You took off in the middle of the night

Not even the decency to spout me a lie

But No I won’t

I don’t deserve to cry

You left that night without one goodbye

But I  found you, you cannot hide

I got one thing left to do

You’ll burn in flames when I’m done with you

You’ll probably beg I’ll hear you moan

I’ll stop and stare till your nothin but bone