Up up and down again,
Always up and down again,
Always end up in the rain,
Blood on my clothes, another stain.
Always run back to the pain,
I play the game,
I hide the shame,
Need the blade...
Like plants need rain,
It isnt right,
But this isnt real,
Pain goes on,
These wounds will heal.
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