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The blade
Take the pain and squeeze it dry
Bleed out all of your dark sky
Take the blade to my thigh
Help is useless why should I try?
It's burning inside with every screech
They told you never to drink that bleach
Pain is an addicting leech
Don't cry over the blade just reach
Take the pain and squeeze it dry
Bleed out all of your dark sky
One time is all, that's a lie
Take the blade and give it a try
Drag the blade across your skin
Losing the battle you let them win
Your last resort, your usual trade
A bloody wrist is a smiling face.
Bleed out all of your dark sky
Take the blade to my thigh
Help is useless why should I try?
It's burning inside with every screech
They told you never to drink that bleach
Pain is an addicting leech
Don't cry over the blade just reach
Take the pain and squeeze it dry
Bleed out all of your dark sky
One time is all, that's a lie
Take the blade and give it a try
Drag the blade across your skin
Losing the battle you let them win
Your last resort, your usual trade
A bloody wrist is a smiling face.
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