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The incisions on wrist were all for show.
like you.
The of self indulgence.
Another farce, a charade and another set of tears.
So serenade her your last pathetic suicide love song.

"Broken never mend."
But fools move one.
And now she's because of you.
And once you're the epitome of pure self destruction.

never found his mark.
As we await the of blades on flesh.
You part the and tell of blades on blood.

So the fucking skin.
So part the skin.
To the blades on blood.
To the blades on the blood.
The on blood.
She I love you.
She said, she goodbye.

So cry me a river bitch.

You know love if it crossed your fucking chest
Let go.
You wouldn't know love if it crossed your chest.
"Razors, roses and a tomorrow."
You wouldn't know love if it crossed your chest.
"Razors, and a black tomorrow."
Yeahhh.

They never showed any affection to anything but ego.
A of errors at the best of times.
You are everything wrong with me.
You are that I despise.
You are I dreamed would die.
You are everything fades away and slowly dies.

Will you bleed for me when suicide seems so
Will you for me?
you fucking bleed for me when suicide.
So yesterday.
It's all so yesterday.
So yesterday.