EMO LUV
It was written by feelings...
As I sit in silence and surrounded by hate.
I could never hope to find you it’s always too late.
I fill the slick blade on my wrist and there’s no other way.
I slice in and my pulse began to fade.
Everything is going away
eyes go black, heart is cold, blood runs black and I go.
Don’t worry it will be alright
with death in I slit my wrist now say goodnight.
I could never hope to find you it’s always too late.
I fill the slick blade on my wrist and there’s no other way.
I slice in and my pulse began to fade.
Everything is going away
eyes go black, heart is cold, blood runs black and I go.
Don’t worry it will be alright
with death in I slit my wrist now say goodnight.
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