Mugshot

Mugshot

Saturday, November 28, 2009

I slit my wrists, hoping I could bleed you out of my mind

Put a rope around my neck and jumped, would peace be mine?

Put a gun in my mouth, pulled the trigger, if my brain painted the walls would the thoughts go away?

Hard to tell, hard to say

I bet you I can't, I bet you i don't...

I'm such a coward I know that won't

Pathetic, Pathetic, Little girl

Remember when you thought you could take the whole world?

You cannot and could not, no, it's not yours

I find that I'm left staring at locked doors...

But none of it matters, and none of it's true

Guess now I find out, If I don't or I do

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