The Last New Year
The bathroom floor is cold, unforgiving I always knew it'd be done in the tub the mess is easier to clean that way through the chest once twice if I'm still conscious carefully placed the one thing I won't mess up they'll miss me they'll cry they'll move on I always said one big hurt is better than the hundreds of little hurts that I cause
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