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One cut, two cut, three cut, four

The blood from my thigh drips to the floor.

Five cut, six cut, seven cut, eight

I write a note saying it’s too late.

Nine cut, ten cut, eleven cut, twelve

I take my last breath as I enter Hell.

One knock, two knock, three knock, four

My mom is at the door.

Five knock, six knock, seven knock, eight

She walks in, worried about her baby’s fate.

One tear, two tear, three tear, four

She sees her baby laying on the floor.

Five tear, six tear, seven tear, eight

She reads the note where it says “its too late”.

Nine tear, ten tear, eleven tear, twelve

Her baby is dead and already in Hell.

One day, two day, three day, four

My mom is pacing the floor.

Five day, six day, seven day, eight

It’s time to pick the funeral date.

One person, two person, three person, four

There's not many people, I wish there was more

Five person, six person, seven person, eight

I realize all people did was hate

Nine person, ten person, eleven person, twelve

Might as well ignore it now.