Lithium stops the voices,
Cyanide stops the pain.
Oxyen makes you hate life,
Alcohol makes you insane.
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That long black hearst is the last car you'll ever be in,
On that final cemetery drive.
To the grave then in the cold silted ground.
Forever resting in peace,
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Spill blood on the dance floor,
Til death do we party.
With spiked punch and cyanide cake.
The room fills with chloroform,
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Love is cliche,
Yet can be the best thing ever.
But when it ends its the worst.
Leaves you broken and lost.
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Should it hurt to love you?
To not be next to you?
To kiss you in secret?
To not be able to tell people,
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What do you do when your memories keep you from being happy,
And your ghosts are gaining on you?
Do you run away, or face your fears?
Or do you find someone to dry your eyes,
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I wish you said i love you just once.
Gifts are nice but they fade,
Words don't.
And now you're never coming home.
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I'm unwanted and bruised,
Used up and abused.
I've got scars on my heart,
With tears on my pillow,
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