she walks alone thinking, dreaming

on the inside she's fucking screaming

a light scent of blood in the air

crimson wrists, the wind through her hair

hiding her shame, sleeves and razor blades

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with love on her wrists

all the hurt and the slits

all the cuts and the pain

all the blood from the vein

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she wishes he knew her

she wished he knew how she really is

she wants him to save her

she wants him to care

but no, he wont

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she sits down, doesn't make a sound

still as a stone in the cemetery ground

lying amongst all the dead

so much shit running through her head

she wants to be just like them

no love, no emotion, no heartache, no pain

no worry of him, no more hiding her shame

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with love on her wrists

all the hurt and the slits

all the cuts and the pain

all the blood from her vein

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she starts to shake, she's all alone

nowhere to call her home

razor blades, she's fucking bleeding

its all she can do, crimson screaming