my life long ago

really miss the old times and cant let go, my life is lost, you can be my bloody knife i can be the blade in your hand but we can never let go, my life long ago was about living but now i will only think about you in hell so my life long ago told me to tell you we end it here and this is where i end it, so i rip the skin off my leg drawing your name in my leg crying an hurting my life long ago was about this song, but i knew i was going wrong, take my hand and will die together my life long ago i was alive now with you when we tried but we couldn't do this anymore so we let go and your forever mine.... 

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