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Jul 2013
Why are you scared?
Why must I shout?
There's nothing there
in my head, just let me out.

Every time I breathe,
think of a time to bleed.
Every time I breathe,
I feel like we should breed, yeah.

Now watch, just watch
as I blow your mind.
Feeling as if I'm after you.
This knife, this blade
it shimmers bright.
I will slice you if I'm wanting to.

Yet every time I breathe,
I feel as if it is my last.
Every time I breathe,
sleep the death red dream, yeah.

Sleep the death red dream.
Written by
David Walker  Ohio
(Ohio)   
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