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May 2014
their must be something wrong with me
because i can't seem to climb back from the fall
their must be something wrong with me
for i like the way the blood gathers on my skin
their must be something wrong with me
because i can't seem to even work
their must be something wrong with me
because you took all that was right

M.B.
I'm sorry
Mostly numb
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Mostly numb  In my mind
(In my mind)   
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