Scratched Wrists and Bruised Thighs

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I will kill

To keep a lie

I will not stop

Until I cry

This world

Is full of lies

But do not worry

I'm on the rise

I'll scratch my wrists

And bruise my thighs

I'll get drunk

and Fuck up a punk

I'll drink some blood until I'm sober

Do not worry

My life is already over....

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