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Why

Contributed by savedbydeath on Monday, 27th December 2004 @ 04:47:26 PM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics



Blood ripping through my skin
cold,pale,hurt,in pain,sickly thin

stressed over the agony and pain
Blood pouring out of my wrist stains
always in trouble
crying alone under the table

(chorus)
why
why must i continue to cry
the pain still exsists
hiding the blood stains on my wrists
why
why do i feel this way
why do i wanna die today
why

i'm searching for answes
to go with my millions of questions
sitting alone
on this cold hard stone

shutting out everyone
i have no more fun
i'm done
i'm only one

no one understands
yet they wanna hold my hand
they dont know my plans
and they dont know where i stand

(chorus)
why
why must i continue to cry
the pain still exsists
hiding the blood stains on my wrists
why
why do i feel this way
why do i wanna die today
why

the violence
is shadowed by the silence
nothing is ever right
we tend to always fight

i wanna know why
i need to know why

i need to regain life
i wanna regrain life

(chorus)
why
why must i continue to cry
the pain still exsists
hiding the blood stains on my wrists
why
why do i feel this way
why do i wanna die today
why




Copyright © savedbydeath ... [ 2004-12-27 16:47:26]
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Re: Why (User Rating: 1 )
by Stonedraider23 on Monday, 27th December 2004 @ 05:23:50 PM AEST
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good write n dont die today i'd be real sad i wanna hold your hand and i wanna try too understand


Re: Why (User Rating: 1 )
by booboo on Tuesday, 28th December 2004 @ 02:43:29 PM AEST
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why u ask?cuz you're stuck and you can't get out nor can u let go of the past,my advice to you so just to let the past lay in the past and think of the future,great write,keep writting,love ya

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