crying out to the stars
crying out to the sky
making some scars
wounder why
I say that I'll die
but who really cares
my life is a lie
and I am in dispare
red blood gushes out
making me feel all right
have scars I can count
every single black night
god turns his back
on an innocent girl
let her get attacked
and have red stains on her curl
but who really cares
that I can't stand my life
I can't live in dispare
so please hand me the knife
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