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I could live without knowing why the sky is blue

but I can't keep living a lie that I know is not true

I never really wondered why I am alive

yet I have to question why I'm dead inside

someone has stold my smile and hid it on me

and the rumor is that my full time job is to just breathe

but there has gotta be more inside of me than just breath

but long ago I started walking beside death



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and now I cut myself just to bleed

maybe this time it will give me what I need

I stopped feeling the pain long ago

so I just sit and watch the blood flow

all I want is to be able to be free again

something that is real but the knife is my only friend

the knife is my only friend that dries my tears

so worry not because the knife is right here



suffering I can bear but numbness I can not

I'd rather feel the pain than have a novicaine shot

I find myself addicted to breaking myself

cause at least that way I can't be broken by someone else

and sometimes breathing is an inconveniance to me

but I suppose it is okay since the air around me is free

I'm dying inside so bury me in a grave in the ground

take my smile and give it away to someone who is wearing a frown

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when I bleed I know I'm still alive

when I cut, I am in control, I'm able to drive

this is how I cope, this is how I deal

I need to cut so that I can finally feel

cause my heart is frozen, it needs to defrost

and I never knew what being the sacrifice would cost

my life has become a lie that I fake

and one of these days you know I will break

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