Ten sharp knives

Ten sharp knives
sitting in a row
should i take my life
or live it alone

ten sharp knives
ready to be used
to take my life

ten sharp knives
all in my hand
still thinking
do i dare

do i dare kill myself
while sitting on the floor
with all the knives in my hand

do i dare do whats wrong
kill myself
with no one to love
and ten sharp knives in my hand

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