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To be lost in a forest
What a dream of disaster
If your trying to find me
I’ll just run faster
Come now,
You’ve got to be more demanding
The darkness inside of my heart is expanding
Cutting my wrist is something I could do
Giving it an opening for it to leak through
The stream of blood makes a beautiful river
Depression is something that makes my heart quiver
What are you holding out for
Living my life is a daily chore
Tears of the sun casts the earth on fire
Death is my wish
My only desire
Do you wan to come over
And kill me tonight
But come when your sober
I don’t wanna fight