As the blood poors from the vaine
I finnally realize all the pain
It was you I loved and no other
It was you that created this cutter
You beat me and mocked me
And my love for you, you refused to see
You tortured me and put me through hell
You even locked in a fucking cell
As the blood poors from the vaine
I finnally realize all the pain
As I wipe the blood off the knife
And say "good bye", by taking your life
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