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Hush little one, 2.
Hush little girl, don't you cry.
Take out that razor and say goodbye.
Tilt that razor and don't say a word,
voices are going to make you leave this world.
You became twisted, you became weird.
You became a classified freak.
No more disguises, no more masks.
No more trying to think fast.
No more excuses and no more fears,
just wipe away all of your tears.
Say goodbye if you can because now your life shall come to an end.
Take out that razor and say goodbye.
Tilt that razor and don't say a word,
voices are going to make you leave this world.
You became twisted, you became weird.
You became a classified freak.
No more disguises, no more masks.
No more trying to think fast.
No more excuses and no more fears,
just wipe away all of your tears.
Say goodbye if you can because now your life shall come to an end.
Published 14th Aug 2014
| Edited 22nd Aug 2014
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