Luyện nghe bài hát Living Dead

As I stare at the in the mirror,
My cuts like a razor.
in opiates.
in the emptiness.
Tearing old wounds just ot feel.
this all isn't real.
I'm tired of throwing myself up, & excuses.
Bulimia tastes better you swallow the truth.
I you want to kill me,
But Darling, I'm dead.

I'm singing but I'm dead, I'm saying the that we're never said.
For the lost, the hurt, & the apart.
For all those with a barely heart.
I it's hard, I know it's hard.
But you smile again!
We are the dead!

A slave to OCD, Consumed by my anxiety. Can I smile? Without forcing myself. No matter how many pills I take, or the smiles I fake. Anxiety every part of me. I can't destroy what's inside of me. The Devil's singing a sin filled lullaby, wearing a necklace of Rope with me, side by side.

(Cx1)

I've fought so hard to breath, When seems to smother me. (x7)