Dear My First Hate

What I feel is nauseous You self proclaimed gothic Spewing egotistic nonsense When will I lose your light You got high Your blood spills in my mindset But you're not fucking dead yet No you left me the bloodiest I'm screaming out please pray for me Tryna write it out the misery Your plot line was to When will I lose your light When will I when will I lose your light You got high while I cried Your blood spills in my mindset Still you're not fucking dead yet And now my minds a blood-fest I'm screaming out don't pray for me I love malicious agony Your legacy to