I Struggle With the Silence
As I struggle with the silence. I pick a razor blade. I think about all the pain the choices I have made...
As I struggle with the silence
I pick a razor blade
I think about all the pain
The choices I have made
I slide it across my skin
I watch the blood appear
I see old wounds re-open
And my pain will disappear
The blood won't stop pouring
I know I didn't try
My eyes close never to open
And finally I die
I pick a razor blade
I think about all the pain
The choices I have made
I slide it across my skin
I watch the blood appear
I see old wounds re-open
And my pain will disappear
The blood won't stop pouring
I know I didn't try
My eyes close never to open
And finally I die
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