Texty: Juniper Sky. Don't Forget. Death Of Me.

I can't put my finger on exactly what you do to me but i'll fight with a broken arm do my best to get you off fuck! i'll do it all myself i can't believe that you'd be the death of me trade your morals for gold and strangle, tight! what keeps you up at night i found the perfect pawn to get me all i want and now i'll piss it all away i can't believe that you'd be the death of me i can't decide what is it you hope to find peace of mind? a way out?