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by Curing the Comon Cliche Jun 7, 2009 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Pull out the pin Swallow this bomb I guess I've got nothing To do but do wrong Stomach is turning This rope kind of burns Red line on my neck Stops all the hurt Do you have me where you want me When you don't cut me loose Kick the chair and dance Like a ballerina in a noose.