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Silver
Your words, they haunt
They lay beneath my pillow
Taunting me as i lay down
As i give into unconciousness
You'll never understand the struggle
The pain or the shame
I carry them both
I wrap them around my neck,
Silver turning crimson the minute i jump off this chair
So smile as i evaporate
As you watch me fade to black
Know you opened doors
That you paved the way
And i want you to laugh;
I want you to enjoy these knives digging deep into my core
They lay beneath my pillow
Taunting me as i lay down
As i give into unconciousness
You'll never understand the struggle
The pain or the shame
I carry them both
I wrap them around my neck,
Silver turning crimson the minute i jump off this chair
So smile as i evaporate
As you watch me fade to black
Know you opened doors
That you paved the way
And i want you to laugh;
I want you to enjoy these knives digging deep into my core
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