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Jan 2014
"I have an almost irresistible impulse to cut."
Why won't I just do it?
I'm like a drug dealer
I keep pushing it to you
But you won't take it
The bad thing is
I'm my own drug dealer
And I'm trying not to give in

I'm like a drug dealer
The substance I'm giving you
might **** you
However much you use of it
The more you cut or the harder
One day you'll hit a vein
One day

I'm like a drug dealer
You keep calling for the hook up
Hoping they'll hook you up
Like when you cut but the thing is
You're your own drug dealer
dealer
"hook up"
The razors the drug
Waiting for you to call back
It's just a little pick you up
When you've been put down
Temporary I may say
I don't know about this
erin
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erin
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