My Own Sin

by Courtney   Apr 4, 2005


Why try if I'll fail?
Why try to do right when i know you will criticize me on one little mistake i make?
I can't take this anymore.
I don't want to be here anymore.
Someone please take this to my head and pull the trigger.
I don't want to be here anymore.
So i will slit my throat and slit my wrists and sit in my warm tub and wait and bleed till i am dead in my own blood dead I'm my own sin.

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