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3am


Its 3am with the nightlights on.

I'm sitting  by my mirroe with a hot glue gun

trying to figure out what to change.

How can i get you to look at me today?

So here goes nothing, not gonna be my last attempt.

I'll pray to my gods while I scream myself to sleep.

I looked at you today,

you turned away.

Its 3am with the nightlights on.

I'm sitting by my mirror with a brand new knife.

I'll cut away my skin for you to look at me,

god it might hurt but you could just suck the pain right out of me..

I walked past you with a smile on my face,

you didn't notice.

Its 3am with the nightlights on.

I'm not sitting but standing and staring at my face in the mirror.

I get another gun but this one will sure do some damage. 

Can't you tell?

This is all for you!

Just look my way!

I didn't walk past you today,

you noticed.

You said goodbye and gave me a rose.

Its 3am and the nightlights are off.

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