Depression Avenue
I live on Depression Avenue.
And everytime I wake up, I seem to think of you.
Your love is suicide, when I arrive I die inside.
I can’t wait no more, had to put my relations aside.
I loved you with my heart.
You wished on me to die.
I can’t be around...
A good girl with bad vibes.
Shoutout Khy !

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