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I feel so numb
So numb
I just wish for
That feeling
Of something
To be real
To feel alive
All my life I've fealt dead
To feel that pain
As the razor slices across my wrist
The relif as air floods ito my suffocated lungs
The high as the needle pirces my skin
I need something
They say I'm sick
I need to get better
but they never noticed
The scars on my wrists
The bruses on my throte
The needle marks on my arm
It's their fault
And now It's much to late
I'm in to deep
I can't go back from here
They say they understand
But when they wher little
They never thought of
Plunging a knife into thir heart
They never wondered about
Holding a gun to thir head
NO!
They never felt this numb
They never felt the high
After pircing their arm with a neelde
They never
And never will
Don't try to help me
It's to far to late
So numb
I just wish for
That feeling
Of something
To be real
To feel alive
All my life I've fealt dead
To feel that pain
As the razor slices across my wrist
The relif as air floods ito my suffocated lungs
The high as the needle pirces my skin
I need something
They say I'm sick
I need to get better
but they never noticed
The scars on my wrists
The bruses on my throte
The needle marks on my arm
It's their fault
And now It's much to late
I'm in to deep
I can't go back from here
They say they understand
But when they wher little
They never thought of
Plunging a knife into thir heart
They never wondered about
Holding a gun to thir head
NO!
They never felt this numb
They never felt the high
After pircing their arm with a neelde
They never
And never will
Don't try to help me
It's to far to late
yah just randomness
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Deep, but I really hope you don't have those thoughts and you don't go there. I would hate to have a friend lake that, that couldn't do anything to help.