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Open The Door
Behind closed doors
She cuts a little more
The pain is addictive
The solitude... Perfection
All she needs to end it all
To stop the suffering
To forget the regret
All those memories spun so tight
She liked the darkness; it made her feel, in control
But not tonight
Tonight the feelings roamed tight
Sweat runs down her face
Blood drips down her arm
The cool metal of the knife chills her every bone
Tonight’s the night she will let it all go
No more secrets
No more lies
No more hushed lullaby’s
She cuts a little more
The pain is addictive
The solitude... Perfection
All she needs to end it all
To stop the suffering
To forget the regret
All those memories spun so tight
She liked the darkness; it made her feel, in control
But not tonight
Tonight the feelings roamed tight
Sweat runs down her face
Blood drips down her arm
The cool metal of the knife chills her every bone
Tonight’s the night she will let it all go
No more secrets
No more lies
No more hushed lullaby’s
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