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Swore No Blades
I'm scared to say anything
I'm worried it won't come out right
What's on my mind is everything
But it'll never come to light
Just give up on me now
I'm using my voice to convey tears
But should you ever ask me how
These bit marks appeared here
I'll tell you the story of a scream
That didn't make it passed my lips
I cried over a world that wasn't clean
And swore no blades to my hips
Jagged teeth scar my hands
Leave their mark upon my skin of twits
Trying to cover what I could not withstand
Because everyone checks wrists
I'm worried it won't come out right
What's on my mind is everything
But it'll never come to light
Just give up on me now
I'm using my voice to convey tears
But should you ever ask me how
These bit marks appeared here
I'll tell you the story of a scream
That didn't make it passed my lips
I cried over a world that wasn't clean
And swore no blades to my hips
Jagged teeth scar my hands
Leave their mark upon my skin of twits
Trying to cover what I could not withstand
Because everyone checks wrists
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