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Put the rasor to your wrists, say i loved you cut the metel down fast and hard, close your eyes and sing your death song. |
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OxoxoxYOUxoxoxSAIDxoxoxoYouxoxo |
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I long till the next time i can feel the relif of that cold metal agnsted my wrist. |
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You are going to hell for lying |
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You are going to hell for lying |
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Hate |
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The tears fall down her face just like the rain outside of her windo |