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Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail And so we go back to the remedy
Have you ever wanted to die when you were without your friends? Haven’t you said goodbye to the one on who your life depends?
Let me get inside your head Let me show you I’m prepared Let me stick my needles in And let me hurt you again
I'm broken, when I'm open, And I don't feel like I'm strong enough, I'm broken, when I'm lonesome, And I don't feel right when you're gone away.
She’s got nothing to say, She’s got bills to pay, She’s got no one to hate Except for me
Put the gun in my mouth and pull the trigger I feel so alive here, Put the gun in my mouth that tastes so bitter, I feel so alive here You're no Jesus Christ!
