I cut to feel real
But now I can't even feel
It's all numb
when I cut I get to feel control
Instead of letting my feelings unroll
Breast, thighs, wrist, stomach
Baby cuts and gashes
Razor blades and pins
It all just adds to my sins
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I watch as the blood drips
From my thighs and from my wrists
My Tears mix with the blood
Like rain mixing with the mud
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small dents on my fingers from gripping the blade
Untouched skin calls out my name
I put it down and go to sleep
With cuts that go oh so deep
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That was dark but this is hard core truth
Here if you need anything loves
