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It's hard not to want to kill yourself when every living moment is a punch to gut,
And all your problems would be solved if you just gave up,
Its not the only option but it's the quickest one,
Both depend on pills that's the way you look at it.

Your scared of sex both the act and your own,
Your scared of putting yourself on display like some sort of freak show,
The people they adore you they think you are a joke,
But noone understands the darkness going on below.

Your eyes shatter in the mirror,
Blood on the shower floor,
Tears in the liquor bottle,
You attention seaking whore.

Your scared of sex both the act and your own,
Your scared of putting yourself on display like some sort of freak show,
The people they adore you they think you are a joke,
But noone understands the darkness going on below.

My body is a nightmare,
I feel when I'm awake,
My mind is a trap,
A pointless keepsake.

My legs are towers,
Long and opaque,
My hair is made of knives,
They itch for my namesake.m

I don't want to leave this earth,
But I can't stay here anymore,
It's all so overwhelming,
My mind and my bodys war.

My eyes are sore,
From looking at strangers,
My arms are tired,
From hugging people I don't love.

I can't feel my own hands,
They are cold as ice,
A sensation througout me,
But I'm used to it now.

I don't want to leave this earth,
But I can't stay here anymore,
It's all so overwhelming,
My mind and my bodys war.

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from This Is The End Of My Days​🥀​💙​☄​️ 🌹, I'll Miss You., released June 19, 2020

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