The door is just leaned not closed Betraying a small glimpse of dark She is leaned against the toilet Leaned against white porcelain Leaned against the toilet And cutting her wrists She is cutting her wrists In the corner near the toilet
Helplessly she is And her dead eyes full of tears Yes, blue-eyed is the girl Cutting her arm And blood drips into the water She is cutting her wrists In the corner near the toilet
The blade in the hand Moving emotionless through flesh Bloody wrists No cry No pain No tenderness Only the cold white porcelain Will help be there for her?
Loosing consciousness People laughing in the living room Bloods drips into the water Drips onto white porcelain And her head hits the wall In the corner of the toilet Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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