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Cry out my thoughts

Throw up my heart

Weak piece of shit

I'm broken

Almost all the time

My soul you trick

Forgive and you get

I can't

Get this out of my head

I will never

Get this out of my head

Until I'm dead



Overdose myself

With prescripted pills

Dizzy, drowsy, dead



Go in too deep

With a knife

Chest, plunge, dead

I would like to die this very moment

I would love to die this very moment

Kill my right this moment

Kill me like you like

Because

I am nothing but everything