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Bloody in the bathroom Foaming at the mouth thinking I'll give up soon, they want death to bloom So why would I let it through? Hopes & dreams invent pain - constant space between me and you Bloody in the bathroom Wash my face of the lies and deceit - The hell you all put me through So God I'm begging you When they ask me to explain give me something to say aside from fuck you Part of me would rather take their place If I always end up feeling the same If there's no g r o w t h
