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Unequivocally Ready To Kill Myself

from An Appeal To Heaven by Isabella James

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Word's don't hurt me anymore,
But thoughts hurt me more than ever,
I fucking hate the way you look at me,
I know what you're thinking I can't go Whithersoever.

Sinking feelling like your,
Dreaming,
Even when your,
Awake.

Sinking feelling like your,
Dreaming,
Even when your,
Awake.

I find it hard to focus anymore,
Except on the itching on my nose,
The scars on my arms and crotch,
Self conscious about all my pose.

I'm not a misanthrope I'm a familithrope,
Of a smotherer who took all my hope,
I know you think It's for the best,
But you can't see how much you hurt me.

Why don't you believe me?
Why don't you believe me?
Why don't you believe me?

If you cared about me like you say you do you would've noticed,
You'dve noticed the things I hid from you,
Youd've noticed my scars and the fact that I nearly died in the shower under your own roof.

I fucking hate the shower,
It's cheesey to say but I really do,
I'm not fucking clean,
I'm a dirty pile of lies, masculinity and depression.

Sinking feelling like your,
Dreaming,
Even when your,
Awake.

Sinking feelling like your,
Dreaming,
Even when your,
Awake.

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from An Appeal To Heaven, released August 17, 2020

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