Born to lose when I left the womb
Up against my will in this little room
Tried it all, what's left to do?
Set myself on fire in front of you
If I could feel this on my skin, I'd be dead
If I could feel this on my skin, goddamn
If I killed myself right now
It'd take a week for you to find me
'Cause I'm not one to be around
My heart can't bleed again, it's dry ink
I know I'm not a good fit for them
I stand still while the world spins
When I scream, there is no sound
I'm better off in a garbage bin
Smash my face, against a wall
Until I can't feel at all
If I could kill myself right now (If I killed myself)
It would take a week for you to find me (It would take a week)
'Cause I'm not one to be around ('Cause I am not one)
My heart can't bleed again it's dry ink (It's dry ink)
If I could feel this on my skin
If I could feel this on my skin
If I kill myself right now (If I killed myself (Right now!))
It would take a week for you to find me (It would take a week (For you to find me!))
'Cause I'm the not to be around (Around!)
My heart can't bleed again, it's dry ink (It's dry ink!)
(KMS - Jake Webber and Johnnie Guilbert)
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