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Sat there waiting for a call back
A little death sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything, everything

Bury me alive
Paranoid and I'm so tired
Memories aren't on the vine
'Cause all of them are dried and died

Does she love me? Does she not?
Is there something I did wrong?
Usually, you fill the void
Now I'm filled with opioids
Does she love me? Does she not?
Is there something I did wrong?
I'm so fucking scared to call
So I choose to—

I sit there waiting for a call back
A little death sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything, everything
I sit there waiting for a call back
A little death sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything, everything

I think I'm addicted to the feeling of depression
I grab what's left
Withered petals fall like feathers
As she left (She left)

Does she love me? Does she not?
Is there something I did wrong?
Usually, you fill the void
Now I'm filled with opioids
Does she love me? Does she not?
Is there something I did wrong?
I'm so fucking scared to call
So I choose to end it all
So I choose to end it all

I sit there waiting for a call back
A little death sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything, everything
I sit there waiting for a call back
A little death sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything, everything

She said, "Wish upon a star"
She said, "Wish upon a star"
As she shot right through my heart
As she shot right through my
Shot right through my
Shot right through my
Shot right through my heart

I sit there waiting for a callback
A little death sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything (Ooh-oh)

I sit there waiting for a call back
A little death sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything, everything
I sit there waiting for a call back
A little death sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything, everything

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