the house of broken hearts,
trapt in my darken life art
the hatred buried deep in my soul
its all about to unfold
nobody understands me
can't you not see
i will die alone
without a home
in my heavy sorrow
there will be no tomorrow
i will cut myself
my illing health
my childhood was a joke
freezing with no coat
nobody was there
they didn't care
when i needed a friend
i hide in the shed
i will bleed to death
couldn't afford cristolmeth
when i see you have fun
give me a gun
hurts me inside
built up until i cried
nothing left to show
i'm still alone.
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