Forget guns and forget ammunition
Cause I’m killing them all on my own little mission
Now I’m not a saint but I’m not a sinner
But everything is cool as long as I’m thinner

Being tough
Being disciplined
Being perfect
You're a straight A student
Or employee of the month
You’re always smiling
You’re such a social human being
When anyone needs help, you’ll be there

But then, you’re home alone
In your own room
You look into mirror
Look yourself in the eyes
You see the world through the looking glass
Crippled and shattered
You see the real you
Just as broken and beaten
As the real world

She flew on the line
Of sweet sanity
A tightrope of harsh reds
Beneth all our feet

One
           day
                     she
                                  fell.

Raindrops on roses
And bloodstains on lines
Razors and longsleeves
To keep her scars hidden
She jumped off a building
Like a bird without wings
Those were a few of her
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