Poor Impulse Control Jack Off Jill

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[Verse 1]
I envy your demise
I hope it's all you dreamed it would be
One bullet in this gun
Not sure if it's for you or me

[Verse 2]
I envy your demise
With all the guilt you hid away
All the lies that I had spun
And all the times I wished you'd stay

[Chorus]
Now, all, all that I'll ever suffer
All, all that I'll ever be
All, all that I'll ever ruin
You can always cover me with makeup

[Verse 3]
I envy your demise
Seven hundred and fifty degrees
When it burned it smelled like you
But it scorched and looked a lot like me

[Verse 4]
I envy your demise
You never said that you'd try
When I had to lose control
Lose control to really cry