It's not the life I thought It woul
It's not the life I thought It would be
Life Is only killing me
Life has to be beautiful
But for me life Is just painful
I'm trying to be perfect
But It doesn't seem to have any effect
Life Is only hurting me
And I just want to be free
I can't live this life anymore
I just don't know were I'm living for
So I pick up a knife
And cut myself just to feel a life
My blood starts rolling all over my arm
It feels nice, safe and warm
I'm thinking of my friend
And wait for my own beautiful end,,
Life Is only killing me
Life has to be beautiful
But for me life Is just painful
I'm trying to be perfect
But It doesn't seem to have any effect
Life Is only hurting me
And I just want to be free
I can't live this life anymore
I just don't know were I'm living for
So I pick up a knife
And cut myself just to feel a life
My blood starts rolling all over my arm
It feels nice, safe and warm
I'm thinking of my friend
And wait for my own beautiful end,,
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| Auteur: -Still Broken- | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 17 mei 2006 | ||
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