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The Trials Have Started (20, December 2012)
Winter time is the best time.
I hate to be alone this time.
Maybe it's lack of energy,
Sucking the life from me.
Sanity is so precious,
So why can't you be beside me?
Why is there so many obstacles?
Why do I cry every single night?
Why am I so uncomfortable?
Why am I so afraid?
Just kill me,
Just kill me,
Just kill me,
Just end it all fucking ready.
Why am I so uncomfortable,
Drenched in your blood?
Why does this hurt do much?
Where's my skin?
Why can you fucking end yourself?
Cockroaches don't deserve air.
Kill me,
Kill me,
Fucking kill me.
I hate to be alone this time.
Maybe it's lack of energy,
Sucking the life from me.
Sanity is so precious,
So why can't you be beside me?
Why is there so many obstacles?
Why do I cry every single night?
Why am I so uncomfortable?
Why am I so afraid?
Just kill me,
Just kill me,
Just kill me,
Just end it all fucking ready.
Why am I so uncomfortable,
Drenched in your blood?
Why does this hurt do much?
Where's my skin?
Why can you fucking end yourself?
Cockroaches don't deserve air.
Kill me,
Kill me,
Fucking kill me.
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