The days are long and nights are not,
whenever I close my eyes I see the thing thats hot,
It burns it stings,
the flesh on my body it boils and sings,
I have to get up but if I do,
I'll say to that mirror who are you,
I don't know me that's why I'm sad,
I turn to the night and darkness so mad,
I guess now there's just one thing to do,
I'll take the blade and go after who.
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