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That first night, blood dripped
It felt so free
The harm she's done
Why can't she see?
Outside, so beautiful
"Life's great, no lies"
But I can see, I can hear
the soul that cries
Stalks up to her room
the blade is in her hand
To stop seeing red
She cuts away, and it feels grand
Hugs herself in the night
But she won't let those eyes cry
"Tears are for the weak" she says...
"I'd rather die"
"Who the fuck gives a shit?
"I see no hands raised
"I wanna wreck myself inside
"And for these actions, I'm praised"
"No one else is getting hurt
"what I'm doing isn't wrong"
But if only she knew
that I was writing this song...
Because I love her so much
and can't watch scars being made
If I could take her place for her
I'd gladly make the trade
I just need her to know
Life isn't always about "staying strong"
And held to human flesh
is not where a knife belongs
So I'm screaming "Please...stop!"
But she just can't hear
To words like "I care" and "You're beautiful"
She's deaf in the ear
But how can I stand by
and watch this tragedy take place
Someone has to take action
before it's her death we all face
...Maybe what she deals with
I just can't understand
But in case she chooses to jump
I'll have a safe spot for her to land.
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