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The cuts on her wrists tell a story that words could not explain.. |
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But all that is left |
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Give what you have |
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You think that you hurt me |
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Never thought i'd hear my self say this |
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Never again can i give you the keys to heart |
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I hate it when you say you love me.. cause i know you dont.. |
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Hiding behind the makeup |
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Play me a tear, on your guitar of broken dream |
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Im not afraid of dieing.. thats not one of my fears |