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Self-Destruction

My reality is fading into a blank space
If it was up to me self-destruction 
Wouldn't be our only hope
But we all know this the end of it all
My existence is fading into time

Did you feel?
Did you feel the blood?
Did you feel the eternal sadness growing?
How far until we hit bone?

Can you fill the hole in your heart
How long has it been like this?
How many minutes have when by in the hell?
Can you please tell me the truth 

Us as humans were born to be flawed
Flawed, flawed, flawed we our flawed 
Can you knot see this my love
The mind is our only enemy
It's a enemy you're not going to win 

Did you feel?
Did you feel the blood?
Did you feel the eternal sadness growing?
How far until we hit bone?

How long has it been like this?
How long has it been like this?
Death isn't the monster in this game it's us
If it was up to me self-destruction 
Wouldn't be our only hope

The years are slowly getting to you are they my friend
Because you're dragging your body 
And your soul is doing all the talking
This life took everything from you didn't it my friend

Pain, pain, pain all your thinking about 
How many cuts until you feel something again
Nothing will ever fill the hole that she left

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