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Too Deep


Lately, I've been trying to love myself

Instead of focusing on my flaws

The inevitable prsopect of burning in hell

From every destruction I cause

Scapegoat, whore, cunt he says

Spawn of Satan and Alcy

I could drown in these tears I shed

Believing that he thinks about me

I'm on a brink of disaster and war

It's up to me to change it

Believe all the lies, fall to the floor

Cut open my mind, rearrange me

Turn myself into a robot, obeying commands

Allowing him to fuck me in my sleep

Happy Endings for him, for me, bloody hands

I think I finally cut myself too deep

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