Deep Red

by .i.am.the.cause.to.all.your.problems.   Apr 21, 2004


I bleed to forget,
I bleed cause of regret.

The flows out,
And stains my clothes deep red.

I cut once,
Then again,
And again.

The blood flows out,
And stains my clothes deep red.

There's pain,
Pain where my heart is so broken,
Broken in two.
There's pain so deep inside,
I wish I could have died.

The blood flows out,
And stains my clothes deep red.

No longer can you laugh,
Laugh at the way I look,
Laugh at my wrists all red and raw,
Laugh at me no more.

The blood flows out ,
And stains my clothes deep red.

These scars they go so deep,
Out and out the blood will seep,
These wounds they cannot heal,
And cause of you i do not feel.

The bloods stopped flowing,
With no-body knowing,
My clothes are deep red,
And soon I'll be dead.

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