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It's not so much the pain

It's more the actual knife

Pretending the picture is perfect,

I cut myself to sleep

I close my eyes for a second

And meet a fragile soul

I scream to hide that I'm lonely,

The echo calls my name

If I ever... if I never...

Make me understand the thought whatever

Make me see... make me be...

Make me understand you're there for me

Take this life

I'm right here

Stay a while and breathe me in