Cover Up (Scars)

by Hide the bong Jesus is coming   May 8, 2006


UNDER AND BENEATH, HIDDEN DEEP WITHIN. LIES TO WARM YOUR HEART TO KEEP FROM SINKING IN. GASPING FOR AIR YOU COME TO A HAULT, RELIZING THAT IT WAS TRUELY YOUR FAULT. SLIT YOUR WRIST, NOW YOU CRY OF PAIN, NOT KNOWING WHEN YOU'LL GET ANOTHER CHANCE AGAIN, SO SIT , CRY , SLIT TO YOUR DEATH. NEVER TO KNOW YOU HAD SOMETHING LEFT.

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