slash your wrists
you get your bliss
you bash your head
upset about what was said
scream, cry, yell
in your head bad thoughts dwell
you're scared and wild
you sometimes act like a vulnerable child
help you refuse to accept
its hard for you to face that your heart is wrecked
you're on the wrong track
and you dont know how to come back
you're wanting to get out
you're suicidal, no doubt
but the question for you as you leave
is do you know what you're doing to me? |
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