I carve his name into my wrist with this razor
As the blood slowely drips away I know this is what i want...
I want to forget about everything
I just want it all to go away
Erase all the memory
All the pain i feel
The past is done
And so is the belief
That everything will be OK
But in the end
It all comes down to this.
Lord, please forgive me
For this awful sin...
I stare at this knife
My fingers itching
To grab it and strike
I know this is the end
Of everything that made me who i am
All the nights that ive cried
All the cuts on my wrist
But this was ment to be
I guess i dont fit in
Well guess what God,
This is the end.
 
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