so eaily my blood runs cold
as the fire in these eyes start to show
im not scared of ne thing ne more

spilt open my knuckles
still hurts to make a fist
from the last time i got pissed

one fresh dent in a wooden door
next to the one i made before
at least this time im not on the floor
gasping for breath as my energy wore
im still not afaird ne more

ill go and cry myself to sleep
alone i will weep
once the negitive energy is released
im drained without ne form of peace
angel, please come save me

 
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