| Cut my life into pieces
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| This is my last resort
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| Suffocation, no breathing
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| Don't give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding
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| This is my last resort
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| Cut my life into pieces
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| I've reached my last resort
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| Suffocation, no breathing
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| Don't give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding
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| Do you even care if I die bleeding?
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| Would it be wrong? |
| Would it be right?
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| If I took my life tonight
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| Chances are that I might
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| Mutilation out of sight
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| And I'm contemplating suicide
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| 'Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind
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| Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
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| Losing my sight, losing my mind
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| Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
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| I never realized I was spread too thin
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| 'Til it was too late and I was empty within
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| Hungry, feeding on chaos and living in sin
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| Downward spiral, where do I begin?
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| It all started when I lost my mother
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| No love for myself and no love for another
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| Searching to find a love upon a higher level
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| Finding nothing but questions and devils
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| 'Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind
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| Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
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| Losing my sight, losing my mind
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| Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
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| Nothing's alright, nothing is fine
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| I'm running and I'm crying
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| I'm crying, I'm crying
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| I'm crying, I'm crying
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| I can't go on living this way
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| Cut my life into pieces
|
| This is my last resort,
|
| Suffocation, no breathing
|
| Don't give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding
|
| Would it be wrong? |
| Would it be right?
|
| If I took my life tonight
|
| Chances are that I might
|
| Mutilation out of sight
|
| And I'm contemplating suicide
|
| 'Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind
|
| Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
|
| Losing my sight, losing my mind
|
| Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
|
| Nothing's alright, nothing is fine
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| I'm running and I'm crying
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| I can't go on living this way
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| Can't go on, living this way, nothing's alright |