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Ｙｏｕｌｌｎｅｖｅｒｕｎｄｅｒｓｔａｎｄ ｍｅ

baby, don’t cry.
you’ll be alright.
I know right now, you’re terrified.
I know that you’ve found the best place to hide.

you live in a place where guns equal power,
and where laws don’t protect you so you’re forced to cower.

gunshots fire and you can’t tell if they’re near.
the only thing you’re sure of is irrefutable fear.

you hold your breath, frozen in place.
all you want is to feel safe.
tears trickle down your innocent face.

you question whether or not you’ll make it out alive.
well, baby, don’t cry.
no matter what happens, we’ll continue to fight for your life.

Dripping, flowing
What a harsh feeling
Such pain the're creating
My head and my chest won't stop aching.

Painful wounds
Like endlessly hitting a wood
Pain that none understood
To them, effort is never too good.

I had my limit
They broke it
But they don't know it
The danger within it.

Take your knife and line it up.
Make me bleed, just for a cup.
Plunge it deep and pierce my soul,
It was yours to keep, yet here we roll.

I think I got run over by a truck,
But maybe that’s ‘cause I gave a ****.
Go ahead and twist your knife,
My once well-loved now spiteful wife.

In my suffering you bask,
As blood drips out despite my mask.
I think it’s time to make it real,
These visions and thoughts I feel.

The stage is set, messages left.
Time for self inflicted theft.
There’s a hole in my chest,
And you thought I spoke in jest.

The last laugh is mine.