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They say the grass is always greener on the other side, |
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And here i lay |
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I'm tired of pretending... |
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I feel so cold and empty inside & its all because of you.. |
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Im never cold |
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Dad; well dont be depressed. |
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For the first time in a long time i cut again |
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I've locked it up |
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The blood spills, |
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I hardly think before I press it to my palm |