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If You Just Died
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July - December 2004 I'm just breathing, not living. And you're breaking my heart...
It's a game that you're playing and I don't want to take part,
If I fell we both know you wouldn't stop or look back,
A girl ain't a girl 'til you've had her in the sack,
A woman isn't a woman until she's realised her worth,
And a man isn't a man until he's made her give birth,
Scores on a sheet or notches on a bedpost,
Would you like your mum treated this way by most?
Where did you learn your morals because she's turn in her grave,
If the angels whispered to her the things you crave,
The things you've done and the hearts you've killed,
The way you've broken even the most strong willed,
Do you cry? Only when it doesn't work out for you,
Or when you have a point to prove or someone to do,
Do you even bleed? I doubt it but your veins
Look kind of tempting and I'd love to try,
And slit them gently so you can die.
Die. Like we did inside.
Cry. Like we all cried.
Please die.
It'd all go away.
If you just died.
