The Good Girl

I have a good idea
let’s cut my skin to shreds
Your love is cancer
I want some more

I can finally breathe
I can finally breathe
I can finally breathe

I have a bad idea
let’s hurt myself again
You can’t help me now
I am on my own

I can finally be honest with you
I can finally be honest with you
I can finally be honest with you

I hate myself more than anyone
I want to starve away the ache
Feel my bones push within my skin
Almost sexual to feel so dead

I can finally push myself
I can finally push myself
I can finally push myself

I am scared but I will

The End

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