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- Pain -
I put the gun to my head
Will this bring the pain to an end?
I lost myself a long time ago
I'm just a child, never to be found
I hurt myself day after day
Just to see if I really do exist
I've become immune to the pain
Does this make me insane?
You took the gun out of my hand
Your misery didn't touch my heart
I stared at you without a face
As your tears burned my skin
When you pulled the trigger
I didn't shed a tear for you
Not after all the pain you've put me through
I kissed your messy corpse
And put you right where you belong
Beneath the dirt