"Isolation"

They call it suicide But on the inside we've already died. You say you care But when I needed you no one was there. I put the gun to my temple But you're really pulling the trigger. When you look at the pistol Do you realize that your mistake was much bigger? I gave you all I had But it not being enough made you mad. I gave you my heart But you preferred to rip it out. When I asked if you could hear It fell on a deaf ear Despite all that was said You didn't hear a single word. But now that I'm dead Maybe what I had to say will stick in your head.

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