Such BS
This is such BS,
My feelings and thoughts are one big mess.
Don't know what to do,
Don't want to think about you.
Just give me a blade,
I'll show you how I'm made.
Carving things in my skin,
I doubt it's a sin.
Nobody knows the real me,
Sadly, I don't want people to see.
I would've sinned,
By getting gone like the wind.
Maybe using a knife,
To depart my life.
I think I want to die,
Popping Xanax not to get high.
Bye forever or by for now,
I'm still in shock saying "Wow!"
My feelings and thoughts are one big mess.
Don't know what to do,
Don't want to think about you.
Just give me a blade,
I'll show you how I'm made.
Carving things in my skin,
I doubt it's a sin.
Nobody knows the real me,
Sadly, I don't want people to see.
I would've sinned,
By getting gone like the wind.
Maybe using a knife,
To depart my life.
I think I want to die,
Popping Xanax not to get high.
Bye forever or by for now,
I'm still in shock saying "Wow!"
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