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I'm not a stranger,
no, I am yours.
With crippled anger
and tears that still drip sore.

A fragile flame aged
with misery.
And when our hearts meet,
I know you see.

I do not wanna be afraid.
I do not wanna die inside just to breathe in.
I'm tired of feeling so numb.
Relief exists, I find it when...
I am cut.

I may seem crazy
or painfully shy,
and these scars wouldn't be so hidden,
if you would just look me in the eye.
I feel alone here and cold here,
though I don't want to die,
but the only anesthetic that makes me feel anything - kills inside.

I do not wanna be afraid.
I do not wanna die inside just to breathe in.
I'm tired of feeling so numb.
Relief exists, I find it when...
I am cut.

Pain.
I am not alone.
I am not alone.

I'm not a stranger,
no, I am yours.
With crippled anger
and tears that still drip sore.

But I do not wanna be afraid.
I do not wanna die inside just to breathe in.
I'm tired of feeling so numb.
Relief exists I found it when...
I was cut.

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