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Life
Little did you know at
Night the voices get worse
And while your sleeping in bed
I'm sitting on the bathroom floor
Dragging a razor across my wrist
Begging for this life to be over
With
Night the voices get worse
And while your sleeping in bed
I'm sitting on the bathroom floor
Dragging a razor across my wrist
Begging for this life to be over
With
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