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Make it look like suicide
Make it look like suicide when you're alive but the ropes around your neck,
When you sitting in your room writing poems about death,
When you're trying to drown yourself but youre still breathing,
When the knifes at your wrist but you're not bleeding,
Make it all look like suicide,
Then wake up and realize you're alive,
When the blades to your wrists,
And your scars have been kissed,
When your pain and melancholy begin to unfurl,
You realize you're just another suicidal girl,
The gun is loaded your fingers on the trigger,
You're fucking pathetic you're just a quitter,
Your hearts on your sleeve you're on the edge of the bridge,
Thinking back on when you were a kid,
It's just an illusion your faith in God,
Pills aren't strong enough to do the job,
Look at your wrists so much blood and gore,
You need to feel alive your body needs more,
More pain more self destruction,
Make it look like suicide a beautiful seduction,
The darkest part of you will soon be revealed,
And the meaning of death will seem way too real,
Bleed again carve your name into your thighs,
Make it look believable make it look like suicide.
When you sitting in your room writing poems about death,
When you're trying to drown yourself but youre still breathing,
When the knifes at your wrist but you're not bleeding,
Make it all look like suicide,
Then wake up and realize you're alive,
When the blades to your wrists,
And your scars have been kissed,
When your pain and melancholy begin to unfurl,
You realize you're just another suicidal girl,
The gun is loaded your fingers on the trigger,
You're fucking pathetic you're just a quitter,
Your hearts on your sleeve you're on the edge of the bridge,
Thinking back on when you were a kid,
It's just an illusion your faith in God,
Pills aren't strong enough to do the job,
Look at your wrists so much blood and gore,
You need to feel alive your body needs more,
More pain more self destruction,
Make it look like suicide a beautiful seduction,
The darkest part of you will soon be revealed,
And the meaning of death will seem way too real,
Bleed again carve your name into your thighs,
Make it look believable make it look like suicide.
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