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Silly boys |
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I hold my wrist as i see the falling drops of red. there i lie till i die. fallen, cold, and dead... |
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If you cant change today why live for tommorrow? |
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Sometimes i really wish i could just die |
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Razorblade kisses runn down my wrists |
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I just sit here |
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You lie through your teeth |
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Just friends |
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Lifeless summer nights |
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Blood driven dreams |