Wounds
Smile on the Sinner
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Tear out the nerves from my eyes
Rip out my tongue to mute my cries
Not a day goes by
That I don’t wish that I could take my own life
Every waking moment of every hour I seem to do nothing but implode
Consuming every little piece of my soul
Leaving nothing but a hole
A trench of darkness, devoid of light
A shrine to those without bliss
Maybe this is life, I was meant to lose
Alone with my wounds
I see my reflection
And I can’t help but feel repulsed
My hearts no longer convulsive
Woе is me, always dwelling in my misery
A bittеr soul drowning in my suffering
Squeeze the life from my neck, end my discontent
Don’t care if it gets better, just want it to end
I know, I should be crying
But I swear there’s something wrong with me
I’m fucking starving but the thought of food is making me sick
I’m losing sleep at the promise of death
So Carve my wrists, ‘cause I’m nothing to mourn
A bloody mess with nothing to live for
Fuck
I’ll put this knife to my chest again
Just want it all to fucking end
Sink to the bottom of desolation
Stumble closer to the edge
A vision bleak
Lady death
Sing me to sleep
I hear the noose
Singing the song of a siren
It’s deafening
Woe is me, always dwelling in my misery
A bitter soul drowning in my suffering
Squeeze the life from my neck, end my discontent
Don’t care if it gets better, just want it to end
I know, I should be crying
But I swear there’s something wrong with me
I don’t know why I try to act like I’m ok, I’m fucking not
I’m not ok
Death whispers, promises of bliss
I beg the reaper, drag me to my grave
Rip out my tongue to mute my cries
Not a day goes by
That I don’t wish that I could take my own life
Every waking moment of every hour I seem to do nothing but implode
Consuming every little piece of my soul
Leaving nothing but a hole
A trench of darkness, devoid of light
A shrine to those without bliss
Maybe this is life, I was meant to lose
Alone with my wounds
I see my reflection
And I can’t help but feel repulsed
My hearts no longer convulsive
Woе is me, always dwelling in my misery
A bittеr soul drowning in my suffering
Squeeze the life from my neck, end my discontent
Don’t care if it gets better, just want it to end
I know, I should be crying
But I swear there’s something wrong with me
I’m fucking starving but the thought of food is making me sick
I’m losing sleep at the promise of death
So Carve my wrists, ‘cause I’m nothing to mourn
A bloody mess with nothing to live for
Fuck
I’ll put this knife to my chest again
Just want it all to fucking end
Sink to the bottom of desolation
Stumble closer to the edge
A vision bleak
Lady death
Sing me to sleep
I hear the noose
Singing the song of a siren
It’s deafening
Woe is me, always dwelling in my misery
A bitter soul drowning in my suffering
Squeeze the life from my neck, end my discontent
Don’t care if it gets better, just want it to end
I know, I should be crying
But I swear there’s something wrong with me
I don’t know why I try to act like I’m ok, I’m fucking not
I’m not ok
Death whispers, promises of bliss
I beg the reaper, drag me to my grave
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