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Memories haunting me, |
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Spread your lies around, as i pick up this knife. And with these hands I'll take this life. |
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I'm so scared that this is the way my life will always be |
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You hate me for the things i'm not, i hate myself for what i am. |
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These tears in my soul, held back for years, shall never pass these eyes of mine. I will not let you see this pain you've brought to me. I will drown in sorrow as I cry on the inside, as I watch you walk away. |