Hearing the words
The echo of a forgotten name
The constant tearing apart of one self
Self inflicting pain
To constant bashing
It's all the same
Throughout the years
You'd think it would be numb
But with every word
With every lashing
With all the torment
It just hurts more and more
With every thought
With every breath
Makes my days colder
Tears apart my insides
And mutilates my soul
Always fearing the worse
Always losing control
Always feeling sore
Never wanting anymore
Feeling like such a whore
Counting
One
Two
Three
Four
Remember that forgotten word
That is all that you will have
So remember the thought that is awaken
The light that brings us to life
Then in the end
The song will remain unfinished

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