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I don't like your body, don't think you should feed it
Don't think that you want it, or like it, or need it
So why do you keep it, if you're free to leave it?
What we did last November
It's hard to forget
What we haven't done yet
Cut off my wings by the break of dawn
I sang the song now it's said and done
Keep a lyre and a bow like I'm Apollon
"Therapy will heal you"
"Pills will help you"
You've tried so many times
But still I wanna die
You don't get it
I don't want to get better
I've been there for years
I ran out of tears
There is the only end
Where I'm laying dead. - Denis Nidzelskiy (Blade and Bath)
"Lived a life of grief beneath a mask of violence."
Than I am alive
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