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Ayo,
She's obsessive, she needs him Yet surpresses her feelings Ella stares out a window that's drenched as an expressionless being With her index finger she writes a message That'll get deleted after several seconds of leavin' it It says "I'm gonna end shit this evenin" Wishin' the pane of glass she stands before would shatter completely & she gets shredded to pieces See Ella is broken hearted, But the guy she thinks her heart is broken over really doesn't exist It's just a friggin' fiction figure she's done made up in her wig Deluded, confused Girl moves to the bathroom removin' both shoes Stumbles her way down the hall she finally makes it to bed Where she falls awkwardly backwards on to the matress all bent Reaches across with her right hand To grab a knife from the night stand Transfers it to her left in one action Like she's ambidextrous but hasn't Fuckin' realized she isn't, the ceilin' is spinnin' Ella's feelin' weird, really different She's clearly not with it, her doctor's in need of a visit He always pray the outlook gets brighter Even though it's the middle of winter Ella can hear the rain beltin' down as the electricity flickers Gettin' ready to fatally go, she puts the blade to her throat Doesn't understand she's embracin' a ghost As she's erased in one stroke Just like Ex does to bitches when he leaves 'em dead with a written The only outcome achievable is where you end as the victim Pity you can't ask Ella 'bout this here as she actually knows What it is literally like to be fuckin' played by ones dome. |
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