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Erm i dnt relli have a tittle for this
2 ReviewsI write this things all the tym
Life, is mine for the taking
Death, I'm so close yet so far
Love, is for losers.
You, broke what is left of my heart
Oh, how I adore the deadly friction of my razor blade
The only thing I can control
Unseen beauty is for the lucky ones I am but a misfit
I hide behind a shadow, praying to never be seen
Happy, to the world I may seem.
Sad, I can never be.
Hurt, look behind these eyes you'll see.
Haunted, my heart battered and chained.
Oh, how I adore the deadly friction of my razor blade
The only thing I can control
Unseen beauty is for the lucky ones I am but a misfit
If I could I would destroy the one thing I hate ..... Me
Death, I'm so close yet so far
Love, is for losers.
You, broke what is left of my heart
Oh, how I adore the deadly friction of my razor blade
The only thing I can control
Unseen beauty is for the lucky ones I am but a misfit
I hide behind a shadow, praying to never be seen
Happy, to the world I may seem.
Sad, I can never be.
Hurt, look behind these eyes you'll see.
Haunted, my heart battered and chained.
Oh, how I adore the deadly friction of my razor blade
The only thing I can control
Unseen beauty is for the lucky ones I am but a misfit
If I could I would destroy the one thing I hate ..... Me
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