I am suicidal
But I don't want to die
I don't want to cry
But I cause myself pain
I still fall for love
In the end my heart is slain

Ask me why I am like this
I won't have an answer to that
All know is scars
Dripping pus on my desires
Reoccuring nightmare's
Still haunt my dreams

Lost my only chance
To take you to the dance

The Real Hypnotic
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