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by Laura Jun 13, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Tell me your okay today Tell me your gonna be fine Tell me you want to live Just give me some sort of sign Why do you use that razor The problems don't go away Why do you use that razor Another scar to show for your day The sun will keep shining The grass will get greener The problems will fade If you just stop using that razor One day you'll go to far One day you'll cut to deep Which is why i say stop now Not tomorrow or next week There will be no sun to shine It will be much to late There will be no green grass left Your death will be your fate