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Why Did It End This Way? | |||||
At half pat three you took my life a mobile phone and 70p I didn’t see the kitchen knife so violently you stuck in me No, not just once but seven times and bragged about with no remorse apparently you’re just a boy, just fourteen you rule these streets with misery Gather round and see as i lay here on the floor gather round and see life lives here no more Why did it end this way? Mamas little boy is bad but not enough that she would believe so you got yourself an alibi and got your face on CCTV Why did it end this way? Gather round and see as i lay here on the floor Gather round and see life lives here no more |