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one cut
One cut two cuts three cuts fore
Are you happy that im bleeding out on to the floor
One pill two pills three pills fore
Im still alive so ill take a few more
All ill ever be is a failure
There isn’t anything I can do right
Except for fuck everything up
My end is surly in sight
All I have left is a empty cup
No friends no joy
I am just treated like a toy
As if I don’t feel too
But believe me that isn’t true
I torcher my self every day
One cut two cuts three cuts fore
Are you happy that im bleeding out on to the floor
One pill two pills three pills fore
Im still alive so ill take a few more
Are you happy that im bleeding out on to the floor
One pill two pills three pills fore
Im still alive so ill take a few more
All ill ever be is a failure
There isn’t anything I can do right
Except for fuck everything up
My end is surly in sight
All I have left is a empty cup
No friends no joy
I am just treated like a toy
As if I don’t feel too
But believe me that isn’t true
I torcher my self every day
One cut two cuts three cuts fore
Are you happy that im bleeding out on to the floor
One pill two pills three pills fore
Im still alive so ill take a few more
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