I'm going insane locked in this room
My only escape is my doom
Sharpening my knives, counting my scars
I can't believe we've come this far
I say my prayers, I close my eyes
But who will care when I die
I've fallen away from myself
Now my soul it starts to melt
Would it serve you well if I burned in hell
If I was no more and you had no one to fear
Should I die today? Should I die?
Should I die for you?
I have a disease, it sticks to my nails
Seems I've created my own hell
I find out now I've made a mistake
Go ahead have all you can take
And as I die, I hope to burn
I hope you fall, I hope you learn
That we all choose the path we take
What we see is what we make
Would it serve you well if I burned in hell
If I was no more and you had no one to fear
Should I die today? Should I die?
Should I die for you?
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