remain a mystery
My *@#$%! and me
open your heart
put it on a shelf
tell them all your gruesome story
tell them how you felt
they saw your scars
they know the truth
now they want you to spill
tell them all about your pill
you fight the drug
you hide so well
hide inside yourself
hide inside your lie
all thats left is evidence
you weren't as smart as you thought you were
you left the evidence
for all to see
they opened you
they see what you do
they found them all
they found them stained
in a box beneath your bed
opened up the long existence
ashamed of it
you want ot split
bloody wrists
and bloodshot eyes
who can sleep
with this lie
just deal with it
they'll have a fit
i've been exposed
so now you see
ive runaway
just my razors and me
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