Running down my fingers
Cold, Dark and Bland
Will you ever love me
As much as I demand
The blood is dripping down
Hitting the dark still floor
Head spinning round
Throughts through my head
Why'd you ever love me
I'm better off dead
Knees shaking
My world is breaking
I don't think I can take it
How stupid could I be
I need you more now
Now that I am free
I'm falling to the floor now
I hope that you got to see
How much you meant to me.
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