There's a voice in my head telling me why I should hate you,
But I hate myself instead.
There's a pair of dead eyes in the mirror looking back at me.
I guess its wrong to live life so lifelessly.
Scars are tearing open along my palms and knees.
I guess thats what I should get for crawling back at your feet.And now I'm feeling so down, that there
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