My translucent crimson tears are falling like rain.
Where they've gone only BlueStar
can find again.
My heart is bleeding out on the bathroom floor.
Blood is clogging the drain.
You still want more?
How else can I describe to you my pain?
I don't wanna be.
I don't wanna be me anymore.
I don't want to feel the pain.
I don't want to be insane.
I don't want to be the only one to remain.
My heart has been evicted, condemned and boarded up.
Rust ridden nails are the only things that hold it together.
Light as a board.
Stiff as a feather.
In my mind it's always cloudy weather.
I don't wanna be.
I don't wanna be me anymore.
I don't want to feel the pain.
I don't want to be insane.
I don't want to be the only one to remain.
I know your type of pain.
Your only happy when it rains.
We all have a monster coursing through our veins.
I know your type of pain.
Don't hang your head in shame.
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