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i cut my wrists until the blood runs dry
i can't help it , it's adrenaline rushes my heart
maybe it will go so fast it will stop
i am forgotten in the world, in this chair
i am forgotten by the man you call God
my body is emptied by the scar on my arm
i don't cut, i relieve
everyone treats me like shit, so fuck them
they have no idea what i go through
every fucking minute as the world
sucks my soul out through the scar on my wrist
give me a fucking break
all these people are memories
memories that live through the scar on my wrist.
-written by kasey-
-xo britt-
i can't help it , it's adrenaline rushes my heart
maybe it will go so fast it will stop
i am forgotten in the world, in this chair
i am forgotten by the man you call God
my body is emptied by the scar on my arm
i don't cut, i relieve
everyone treats me like shit, so fuck them
they have no idea what i go through
every fucking minute as the world
sucks my soul out through the scar on my wrist
give me a fucking break
all these people are memories
memories that live through the scar on my wrist.
-written by kasey-
-xo britt-
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