Gold it's cold. Diamonds are dead. A limo it's just a car. Don't pretend. Feel what is real. That's it.

You like to scream, use words as a weapon. Well, go ahead, take your best shot women. I wanna leave you, it's easy to see. But guess what honey? It's not that easy! We get so complicated. This thing is for our memories.
So rip my pictures from your wall. Tear them down and burn them all. Light the fire and walk away. There's nothing left to say. So, take the ashes from the floor. Bury them to just make sure.That nothing more is left of me.

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