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Louder than thunder

 Song of the day;;

→ Badflower - Ghost


I tried it once before but I didn't get too far

I felt a lot of pain but it didn't stop my heart

And all I really wanted was someone to give a little fuck

But I waited there forever and nobody even looked up


I tried it once before and I think I might've messed up

I struggled with the veins and I guess I didn't bleed enough

But maybe I'm alive 'cause I didn't really wanna die

But nothing very special ever happens in my life


Take the blade away from me

I am a freak, I am afraid that

All the blood escaping me won't end the pain

And I'll be haunting all the lives that cared for me

I died to be the white ghost

Of the man that I was meant to be


I tried it like before and this time I made a deep cut

I thought about my friends and the way I didn't give enough

And I should've told my mother 'mom, I love you' like a good son

But this life is overwhelming and I'm ready for the next one


Take the blade away from me

I am a freak, I am afraid that

All the blood escaping me won't end the pain

And I'll be haunting all the lives that cared for me

I died to be the white ghost

Of the man that I was meant to be, yeah


I tried it once again and I think I might black out

I should've left a letter but I had nothing to write about

My blood is all around me, I get dizzy if I stand up

The cutting part was easy but regretting it is so fucked


Take the blade away from me

I am a freak, I am afraid that

All the blood escaping me won't end the pain

And I'll be haunting all the lives that cared for me

I died to be the white ghost

Of the man that I was meant to be


I tried it once again and I think I went too far

The man that I was meant to be

I cut a little deeper and the pressure stopped my heart

The man that I was meant to be

I could've told my mother that I love her, I'm a bad son

This life is overwhelming and I'm ready for the next one


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