I have a plan
to cut out the middle man
death
I draw a quick breath
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sometimes I cry
no matter how hard I try
I can't be perfect
all I am is an insect
...
I am a young girl with many tears
If you collected them from the years
They would fill a river
For they are the tears of a young killer
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He doesn't care
He doesn't see
He doesn't love me
His only daughter feels like shes on her own in a cruel cruel world she just does't understand
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