Alienated there with myself,
myself is someone else.
There's noone handcuffed in the place onthat day
, redo the day or die.
That's all I think of 'but' for no lies will I deny.
That I hate myself
that I hate myself for all the blackened days
that came with myself;
caught ourselves and I can't deny that I feel I'll die.
If I can't-If I can't,
If I can't-If I can't.
Failures of the old unforgiven I am,
I am told by myself
.Noone else fights to fall asleep.
So deep the wound broke so deep.
The cut it stings,
I suffer in silence for my mistake,
please cut me lose for my own stake.
So I can-So I can.So I can-So I can.
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