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When I look in your eyes

I see through all the lies

It doesnt mean much to me,

That you lied right to me,



Dont worry about it,

I am use to this shit,



This is a habit i can not cut,

I will say i will stop,

But no matter what,

I will do what i do,

And continue to cut through,



Cutting through my skin,

Seeing my blood flop,

This is a game i can not win,



Need to do it again,

Need to cut once more,

Its just another slit,

On my tattered arm,



I must be playing to lose,

Cant seem to win the right,

Now that im out of this fight,

Got me a few cuts and a bruise,



When i look into your eyes,

Please dont worry about it,

I can see through all the lies,

Cuz i am use to this shit,

Dont worry about it,

I am use to this shit,