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Screaming from downstairs
Try to drown it out
Blare the music and try not to cry

Urging, nagging feeling
From the back of my mind
It's calling me

I try to push it away
I try in vain
I can't resist

In a box
Under the bed
It's waiting for me

Silence between songs
I hear them
"All her fault"

My eyes turn
To rest upon the box
To me, it's a piece of heaven

I give in
I scramble for it
I need it

Break the skin
Watch it bleed
Let myself go numb

Sweet bliss
In my misery
Mixed with pain

I feel so dead
Addicted to these
Bitter-sweet razorblade kisses

But I will say this,
you cut and I will cut.
Only every one you do, I will do three