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need you to hurt need you to bleed need you to cry need you to see i need to feel something your indifference cuts deeper than the broken mirror in my hands welcome to the ugliness of yours truly meet the obsession in me itll eat away itll be the end of me and together with this lead in our skulls i declare an occasion we will head home sweet home do you like what you see what have i become what is left of the old me do you still think youll like me see me for what i am becoming what ill be the old me has washed away do you still think youll want me youre my reflection the filth under my nails my very first victim your love will erase me pour your soil on my head and stop this obsession
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A Degree in Ichnology
01:16
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falling forward is like being reborn you realize you need to relearn everything i could learn a thing or two about normalcy im blindfolded walking through a spiked floor im blindfolded i stepped on a spike heres to continue walking with a wound my bloody tracks will leave stains but i hope they never wash away i hope you see and i hope you remember
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Mathias Cronqvist
03:22
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i worshipped a god who blessed me with self loathing under the guise of a lover who promised me with empty words i faced my atheistic awakening in a heartbroken trance you gave me no reason to believe in you you let me down i was loved only on your own terms only when you felt like it you watched this person you said you cared for die before your very eyes vomiting the razor blades you fed me yet still you remain oblivious to every thing yet still why do you insist im impaled as i gaze upon your face like how a shadow would cast over ground its not mine anymore hurting being yours the shame of being alone stabbing away as i remember the pain of being addicted to an apathetic admirer comfort wrapped in the arms of your guilt after you burnt down the home that i built embodied as a painful memory someone you used to know remorse filling my absence while im safe here far away with a hole in my chest
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Hara-Kiri Polaroids
01:09
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every time your face appears in my head theres blood on the floor and a gun in my hand youre dead and laying on the ground why dont you cry to him about how ugly you look now go cry to him about how ugly you are from the inside out go cry to him about how stupid you look now go cry to him about how fucked up you are from the inside out go cry to him about how much i hate you now
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