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Bleed Me
-I used a knife to cut my wrist
-Should've did it with a twist
-Something unusual, never seen
-Something real ugly and mean
-I should've drowned myself in all my pain
-Filling my lungs with hurt and shame
-Thats it, now i cant breathe
-It's getting harder to see
-This damn society is choking me
-People trying to play games with my mind
-I'll just have to play the same way before i run out of time
-I'll show them all, every single one
-That no bastard can make me fall
-And if anyone tries i'll break their fucking face
-I don't care how big or how little, i'll leave no trace
-Never back down, never surrender,never get cut
-Win no matter what, just fuck shit up
-That's the hatred that flows through my veins
-Putting my heart under great pressure and strain
-How do i relieve this feeling in my chest
-Soon it will control my brain, leaving me with no rest
-My thoughts are unclear and unreal
-I don't like how this feels
-I have no control anymore
-My body drops to the floor
-I grab the knife and cut my wrist
-The hatred pours out as i lay limp
-It starts to get cold and dark...i can't see
-But it feels good to bleed me.
-Should've did it with a twist
-Something unusual, never seen
-Something real ugly and mean
-I should've drowned myself in all my pain
-Filling my lungs with hurt and shame
-Thats it, now i cant breathe
-It's getting harder to see
-This damn society is choking me
-People trying to play games with my mind
-I'll just have to play the same way before i run out of time
-I'll show them all, every single one
-That no bastard can make me fall
-And if anyone tries i'll break their fucking face
-I don't care how big or how little, i'll leave no trace
-Never back down, never surrender,never get cut
-Win no matter what, just fuck shit up
-That's the hatred that flows through my veins
-Putting my heart under great pressure and strain
-How do i relieve this feeling in my chest
-Soon it will control my brain, leaving me with no rest
-My thoughts are unclear and unreal
-I don't like how this feels
-I have no control anymore
-My body drops to the floor
-I grab the knife and cut my wrist
-The hatred pours out as i lay limp
-It starts to get cold and dark...i can't see
-But it feels good to bleed me.
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