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My Tragic Life

It Becomes Really Hard When I Look Around
Seeing All Those Eyes Staring Me Up And Down
I Don't Know What To Do,Or What To Say
Should I Just Stay Put,Or Run Away?

The Greatest Pain Is The Pain Inside
Never The Cut And I Don't Know Why
I can Never Really Tell Whick One's Worse:
The Cuts On My Arms,Or The Hazards In My Purse

I'm Scared To Tell Anyone
Of My Screwed Up Life
Because That Screwed Up Life
Will Be Filled Up With Lies

Whenever The Pain Comes I Cry And Cry
And When That Makes You Sad I Die Inside
I Don't Want To Hurt You,I Promise I Don't
But I'm Not Gonna Stop,I Promise I Won't

My Family Doesn't Know
And That's Hard To Deal
But I Think I'll Tell Them
Well...One Day I Will

For Doing These Things
I Might Be Sent Away
I Don't Want That To Happen
Just Please Let Me Stay

If You Give Me A Chance,I Might Be Able To Stop
If You Give Me A Chance,I Just Might Not
If You Give Me A Chance,I Promise To Try
It Won't Matter Anyway,I'm Going To Die

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