Psycho

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Don't do this
Don't say that to me
You know what it does
I feel like I'm suffocating
The kind of words that
Seep up your throat
Seething through your mouth
Stabbing me in the stomach again
I'm doubled over
Don't say that please
The guilt is killing me
I'm falling apart
You just want to see
Want to witness me
At my worst
I beg of you please
Don't do this to me
Wait what am I saying
This isn't about me
This is about your being a pain
You want me to drain
I can't even begin
You are a disgrace
Now I'll wait here and play
Your silly game
I'll plead
I'll let you bleed
Because one day I'll be you
And you'll be me

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