I wish i was bullet proof
Yess indeed
YouTearing up inside of me
Every day every hour
I wish that I was bullet proof
Wax me Mould me Heat the pins and stab them in
You have turned me into this
It isnt as beautiful as i wish As i dream
And its not about how bad i am n how ungreatful i am to have you
You just tearing up inside of me
I Just wish that i was bullet proof
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