D' Intense

My Voice

D' Intense


Im drowning in pain
The pain of my blood
Of cutting
Of not cryng
A memory is what i got
From a happy day
A glass broken on the floor
Is what i need to be okay
As a friend
Grab my hand
Kill me with no pain
Cuz thats the only thing i fear
Another day
Another brethless day

Chours
Im so stupid
So fucking dumme
Where the heal is that fuckig gun???
I listen to theyre voice
I dont care what they´re talking
I´m crazy
I like pain
Im crawling
Beging to die
My voice is heard on heaven

Maybe tomorow i´ll be fine
Tomorow i´ll be fine
Give me a reason to live
A reason to live

Chours(2)

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