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- I, I am confused fighting myself
Wanting to give in; Needing your help
Skin cold with fear, feel it when we touch
Outside don't know you, but inside I'm fine
Can you see it in me, skin color from touch
Each day confronted with what I have done
You pull me closer; I push you away
You tell me it's okay; I can't help but feel the pain
I hate you- why are you taken
I loved you- I feel so helpless
Why's it you- Ripping my insides each time you
Why do I cry
Why do I really need to
Why
Why, fuck you bitch
Need to need to need to need to
Fu-ck fu-ck fu-ck fu-ck fu-ck