Let It End
There's no reason for me to be here
Isn't that clear
It'd be better if I was gone
You say you need me
You'll only miss me
That's all it would be
So don't be sad
Don't be mad
This is what I want
It's just that blunt
With this blade at my wrist
Blood dripping down
Right into my fist
So please don't frown
I'm just dead
I'm gonna paint my body red
Using no more than my blood
Soon I'll be buried under all that mud
I'm lying so far from the sun
I'm sorry hun
But I'm cold
I'm frozen
I am broken
So please don't cry
cause this is my goodbye
At my funeral there will be rain
From all the tears and pain
The knife in my hand
I hope you understand
Soon I'll lie here dead
Covered in red
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