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Just don't look at me,
I make you sick.
I make you see,
Things you don't want to see.
I'm just me,
Alive but, dead.
With your words,
My invisible blood is shed.
Evil me,
Sadistic mind.
You don't care,
Don't want to look inside.
Cut you to pieces,
Leave you to die.
Now you know why I hurt,
Know why I cry.
Gun in one hand,
Knife in the other.
Take the plunge today,
Or live for another?
Stab my heart,
Blow out my brains.
Now do you see,
What drives me insane?
All of your joy,
Causes me pain.
Why can't I be happy,
With no one to blame?
To many whens,
To many whys.
So many tricks,
So many lies.
Rip, tear, kill, shred.
Inside I'm so warped and twisted.
My life's died out, the ashes sifted,
But I'm still here, so warped and twisted
I make you sick.
I make you see,
Things you don't want to see.
I'm just me,
Alive but, dead.
With your words,
My invisible blood is shed.
Evil me,
Sadistic mind.
You don't care,
Don't want to look inside.
Cut you to pieces,
Leave you to die.
Now you know why I hurt,
Know why I cry.
Gun in one hand,
Knife in the other.
Take the plunge today,
Or live for another?
Stab my heart,
Blow out my brains.
Now do you see,
What drives me insane?
All of your joy,
Causes me pain.
Why can't I be happy,
With no one to blame?
To many whens,
To many whys.
So many tricks,
So many lies.
Rip, tear, kill, shred.
Inside I'm so warped and twisted.
My life's died out, the ashes sifted,
But I'm still here, so warped and twisted
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