Knife in hand
Staring at these four walls again
At the end of my bed
I'm sinking in
Disconnected from the world
Locked away
Filled with hate
I'm losing it.
Knife in hand
Staring at these four walls again
At the end of my bed
I'm sinking in
Disconnected from the world
Locked away
Filled with hate
I'm losing it.
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