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could they pick you out of a crowd

could they scream your name out loud

could they kill your social life

stab it in the back with a sharp knife

you go home and drown your room in tears

this has been going on for so many years

how much more of this shit can you take

every morning you don't even want to wake

a social outcast with a heart that bleeds

cause no one ever gives it the love it needs



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every little grain of sand

matters more than you ever can

every piece of shattered glass

comes before you because you're last

every ghost is more visible than your heart

the one that they have ripped and torn apart

the only time you are ever seen

is when you are being bullyed and beat

so breathe, you just breathe like before

but can't you see it's better to breathe no more

so breathe no more



disconnected from everyone else that's around

picking the pieces of your heart up from the ground

but then another person steps on one of the pieces

and then they push you around and give you another reason

another reason to break, another reason to want to dissappear

cause it's obvious no one would really miss you being here

can't you run away, never hear their voices or see their faces again

can't you close your eyes and dream of another life and play pretend

why does it have to be like this, why won't anyone help you out

why does all these people around you just leave you with doubt

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your eyes start to bleed as the tears fall

you go numb until you can't feel anything at all

your heart starts to kill itself from the pain

the blood cells start to blowup in your brain

why should you live any longer, why should you breathe

if the fact that you are different is all that they see

then why not just die, why not just end it all today

if all you are going to go through is hell every single day

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