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Broken knuckles- Bleeding Foreheads
Shirt collars Iâm still grabbing
Accusations- rolling eyes
Reasons Iâm still pulling my hair out
Those fucking cords stretched through broken glass never summed up so much.
All of this to be raped of self esteem and expose my fucking selfâ¦
Tonightâ¦
What could possibly go right?
What could possibly go fucking right?
To every toothless fucking grin
(You are the few)
Iâm sick of saying
This is just not worth this shit.
For every kid thatâs waiting to dieâ¦
(You know our names)
Iâm sick of saying
This is just not worth this shit.
No point in thinking this will all work outâ¦
So many days I could do with out but the point of it all is to never look back so I live for today and die by the night these veins are burning fucking red and this is when I canât turn back.
What could possibly go rightâ¦