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Numb
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Depression/Suicide/Etc. Take a blade and pierce my soul
Watch the blood as it rushes out
Rip my heart, lose control
Target this complacent clout
Stab me once, or maybe twice
I promise I can’t feel a thing
My heart is cold as ice
It’s reposed without feeling
It doesn’t hurt; I don’t care
My heart has bled before
It just feels like no feeling there
Nothing to know anymore
No love, no hate, no in between
No happiness, no remorse
My heart is quite serene
This numbness has no source
Oh, I’m sorry, it stopped beating
My heart was just worn
Soon I know I’ll stop breathing
And you can begin to mourn
I hope it doesn’t hurt
Maybe you’ll go numb inside
And your heart can revert
While mine runs to hide
