Beat Me To Death
I had a spurt of depression and anger…
Slit my wrist,
Watch me die,
Tell me you hate me till I start to cry.
Smack my face,
Tell me I’m insane,
Beat me so bad I can feel no more pain.
Take the blood from my veins,
Slit my throat and make me yell your name.
Spit in my face and tell me I’m dirt,
Whip me with chains and make it hurt.
Watch me die,
Tell me you hate me till I start to cry.
Smack my face,
Tell me I’m insane,
Beat me so bad I can feel no more pain.
Take the blood from my veins,
Slit my throat and make me yell your name.
Spit in my face and tell me I’m dirt,
Whip me with chains and make it hurt.
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