*He'll never say you're beautiful*
Slit my wrists and watch me bleed, its not as bad as it would seem. My tears will fall but it wont matter, you're gone and i'm down and dying. Maybe if you tasted my blood you could feel my pain...maybe you would ignore it. Maybe my blood tastes better than most because all my love for you is in it. Fuck, i cant do it anymore...whats my purpose here? Do i want to figure it out so bad that i would kill myself just to know? Have i impacted anyones life? Or will no one remember me when i'm gone? No matter how soon or far that is.
Little dollie you can be me for a while
You can cut yourself just to feel the pain
Little dollie you can be me for a while
You can make yourself totally new and still feel the same
Little dollie you can be me for a while
You can cry yourself to sleep at nights
Little dollie you can be me for a while
Paranoid as fuck everytime you find someone who cares about you
Little dollie you can be me for a while
drink yourself into oblivion because its all you do right
Little dollie you can be me for a while
Live to die...
10:05 p.m. - 2003-01-16
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