ron dontknow - free

theres barly any scars anymore when i think of it i cry
when i go for the razor i laugh
its a game that never ends
you want to die but cant

wait
you can
i pick up the razor
now there will be scars
put it to my skin and say god hope this is not a sin.
look at the vain
and cut

deeper
i cut
blood going everywhere
no one will care your all alone you can be free
they always say you can be free

ron dontknow

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