I had wrists donning slits

Flowing constantly

My broken body in a wreck

Wrapped around a tree

A crosswalk hit and run

The finish line for me

People clutter in the gutter

Take a look and see



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No escaping pain

You belong to me

Clinging on to life

By the skin o' my teeth



My blood flows through the streets

Deluge from the wounds

Empty jars of sleeping pills

On the dresser in my room

My wet brain neighbor cranes

His neck to see in time

The white light's a train

Bearing down on me



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I won't feel the hurt

I'm not trash any longer

That that doesn't kill me

Only makes me stronger

I need a ride to the morgue

That's what 112 is for

So, tag my toe and don't forget

Ooh to close the drawer



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