"If home is where the heart is, He’s homeless cause he’s heartless, He gave me all his heart and I ripped that shit to shreds, Now he’s dead. An empty shell of nothing, Incapable of loving. Now no woman will want him. Damn. Guess I’m a killa, Call me a murderer, Some kind of monster, I’m just a horrible person. I try to tell ‘em, Don’t play with my love. This is your warning, I do not give a fuck."

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