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Black Flag

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V6-MINI

(It’s brutal, dude) I wish I could shut my heart off (so I couldn’t love you anymore) I wish I could stop my tears (so I wouldn’t cry for you anymore) When everything is good, it’s only when you smile and treat me like the apple of your eye, But you get angry, you lose your temper and treat me like I’m worth nothing. There’s nothing good about you except your pretty face and your pockets full of money, What did I see in you that I can’t see now? What did I love most about you to have really loved you? Because there’s nothing good about you except your pretty face and your pockets full of money, What did I see in you that I can’t see now? Why do I miss you when you go to work? When all we do when you come back is fight and let everything spiral, You’ve turned my brain into mush, I can’t even tell right from wrong anymore. When everything is good, it’s only when you smile and treat me like the apple of your eye, But you get angry, you lose your temper and treat me like I’m worth nothing. There’s nothing good about you except your pretty face and your pockets full of money, What did I see in you that I can’t see now? What did I love most about you to have really loved you? Because there’s nothing good about you except your pretty face and your pockets full of money, What did I see in you that I can’t see now? It’s not just a toxic love, but an acidic one that burns my lips and my heart, You love me so much when I’m submissive and on my knees, You made me into whatever you wanted me to be, do you feel better now? The flag wasn’t red, it was black (black). When everything is good, it’s only when you smile and treat me like the apple of your eye, But you get angry, you lose your temper and treat me like I’m worth nothing. There’s nothing good about you except your pretty face and your pockets full of money, What did I see in you that I can’t see now? What did I love most about you to have really loved you? Because there’s nothing good about you except your pretty face and your pockets full of money, What did I see in you that I can’t see now? (It’s brutal, dude)