Again

I like to see blood from my hands leaving dots on my shirt
I like to see knife to cut through my skin like it's turf

I like to see you breaking hearts of those girls
Cause I know how much it probably hurts

But time seems to pass
Though I don't quite care
And they smile again
And they love again

Thus I dream of not feeling this pain
I wanna cry again
I wanna die again


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