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by helena Jan 10, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I tell you to jump, I tell you to cry, I tell you to hate, And never ask why, I tell you to regret, I tell you to hurt, I tell you you’re worthless, I tell you your dirt, I tell you to frown, And to submit, I am your mind, I tell you to hit, I tell you to bleed, To hack at your arms, You know you want to, Give in to my charms.
