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That feeling That tingle That want That need Its coming back So silent- unseen Ill sneak a quick one No one will see 'Cause I'm the happy girl Sadness can't be I don't cut I don't burn I don't stab I just yearn For that next quick fix Oh when will I learn? I scratch and I scratch and I scratch and I scratch Until I look at my arm and see one bare patch. Where the skin is removed A scab will soon form Then my arm will heal So nice and warm. I feel disgraced and say never again I believe myself But I go insane As the cycle restarts And I begin my peeling I think back and remember That feeling That tingle That want That need Its coming back So silent- unseen...
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Jun 6, 2011
Jun 6, 2011 at 6:52 PM UTC
The Tingle
That feeling That tingle That want That need Its coming back So silent- unseen Ill sneak a quick one No one will see 'Cause I'm the happy girl Sadness can't be I don't cut I don't burn I don't stab I just yearn For that next quick fix Oh when will I learn? I scratch and I scratch and I scratch and I scratch Until I look at my arm and see one bare patch. Where the skin is removed A scab will soon form Then my arm will heal So nice and warm. I feel disgraced and say never again I believe myself But I go insane As the cycle restarts And I begin my peeling I think back and remember That feeling That tingle That want That need Its coming back So silent- unseen...
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Jun 6, 2011
Jun 6, 2011 at 6:52 PM UTC
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