May 2015
Sometimes I sit in my room
And I cry my eyes out
Sometimes I cut myself
And let the blood out
Sometimes I wanna slit my throat
And bleed out
Sometimes I wanna run away
And get out
And I cry my eyes out
Sometimes I cut myself
And let the blood out
Sometimes I wanna slit my throat
And bleed out
Sometimes I wanna run away
And get out
(Where Is My Mind?)
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