Knife in one hand, Blood dripping down the other,
People look at me, They see,
But no one cares,
That or they don't dare,
To stop me.
SUICIDE

This is why I died,
Because you didn't care,
Nor dare,
To stop me.
SUICIDE

So go to Hell,
Never tell,
That you saw me cry,
Before I died.
SUICIDE

I'm full of hate,
Full of pain,
That no one can tame,
But no fear,
Not a tear,
To die.
SUICIDE

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