
Take one look
and you will see
I have nobody
except me.
My skin is bloody,
my eyes are stained,
misunderstood life,
would be rearranged.
For all my cries,
the wound my heart.
Hell is a blessing,
to make a new start.
So I stick the knife in,
deeper and deeper.
As time goes by
I get weaker and weaker.
Now I'm leaving,
drifting away.
My misunderstood life
was rearranged.
So take one look
and you will see,
I have nobody,
except me.
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