I slowly walk in the bathroom
I go to the door
I pull out the razor
My skin no more
I wait until it sting with red
And I feel the pain up to my head
I shove it under some water
Hoping it stings with great joy
As I put the band-aid on
I slowly move on
But every time I do something wrong
The voices say I need so songs,
So I play my skin
Its sweet melody
Its fun till the end
Which Ill never see
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{A/N Hope this was good, thought for a while on it.}
