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There's something morbidly comforting about wallowing in the state of emo-ness, with back to back songs that will make you /slit blaring in the headphones.


I open my eyes I try to see but I'm blinded by the white light
I can't remember how I can't remember why
I'm lying here tonight

And I can't stand the pain, and I can't make it go away
No I can't stand the pain

How could this happen to me?
I made my mistakes, got nowhere to run,
the night goes on it's all faded away,

I'm sick of this life,
I just wanna scream, how could this happen to me?

Everybody's screaming I try to make a sound but no one hears me
I'm slipping off the edge I'm hanging by a thread,
I wanna start this over again

So I try to hold onto a time when nothing mattered,
then I can't explained what happened and I can't
erase the things that I've done, no I can't..