Predicted Pain
I need someone to save me from myself
Cause I can hurt myself more than anyone else
I steal the air from my lungs with a belt
I put fire onto my tongue and it melts
My skin is gone, my wounds are infected
The dotted lines upon my skin are self-inflicted
In my mind lingers a darkness, that does not yet exist
I cannot recall happiness, it's all a bloody mist
I can feel my skin burning from the scars I haven't made yet
This is pain, not just me being upset
I see crystal clear blood soak into the carpet
Although my pain is completely disregarded
Sink your teeth into me and devour all my flesh
Show me no mercy, make the floor a bloody mess
As I feel my breath decay and my sight's drifting away
I smile and close my eyes as I embrace my final fate
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