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And here's a little secret, my hairs died black and I don't give a fuck And you don't gotta keep it you can tell the world that I don't give a fuck Cause you're not in my Gothic Mansion Gothic Mansion tonight No you're not in my Gothic Mansion My Gothic Mansion tonight And I was doing drugs in the hills when you called that time so early on Tuesday night I told you that I was fine, but I just lied to you for the 100th time These tears just leak so slow Leak so slow And I can't tell her why She probably hates all my clothes All my clothes Cause I look like I died And here's a little secret my hairs died black and I don't give a fuck And you don't gotta keep it you can tell the world that I don't give a fuck Cause you're not in my Gothic Mansion My Gothic Mansion tonight No you're not in my Gothic Mansion My Gothic Mansion tonight And you would have to do something stupid so damn stupid so damn fucking dumb Like you were in the Crimson Peak with your hair died black and your left hand on a gun And I might need therapy to help me breathe since you just left my stuck And I might need therapy to help me see since you just fucked me up And here's a little secret, my hairs died black and I don't give a fuck And you don't gotta keep it you can tell the world that I don't give a fuck Cause you're not in my Gothic Mansion My Gothic Mansion tonight No you're not in my Gothic Mansion My Gothic Mansion tonight
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