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Pain & Anger
I want to cut you down
I want to cut you down over and over
'Til the spilled rum equals the anger
And the pain is never made up for
With the blade in my possession
I will tatter your flesh
The color seeping to your vision
As the blood seeps from your skin
Maybe, just maybe with a bit of hope
And the power of a miracle
You'll understand exactly what I mean
When I look you in the deep blue eyes and say
"I'm hurt." \
I want to cut you down over and over
'Til the spilled rum equals the anger
And the pain is never made up for
With the blade in my possession
I will tatter your flesh
The color seeping to your vision
As the blood seeps from your skin
Maybe, just maybe with a bit of hope
And the power of a miracle
You'll understand exactly what I mean
When I look you in the deep blue eyes and say
"I'm hurt." \
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