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I’m nothing, nothing at all
Scars of broken memories
Enshrouds my fading vision
Discouraged by the voices
Of my inner conflicted mind
I’ve taken too much salbutamol
I’ve cut open my wrists
With a blunt hairpin
Blood leaving me
Unable to become more
Than an empty, wasted shell
My insecurities feed off me
Lost in broken memories
Drowned in despair
Lying in a tub of my blood
It’ll be over soon…
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Never Fail to Disappoint
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I never fail to disappoint
Everyone around me
Goodbye friends, goodbye family
I wish my farewells
With empty wrists
If only they knew
this was all a mask.
Nobody will ever know.
They will never know
My life is ending now
Cut my wrists
Say goodbye
One last letter
Tonight I’ll make my dreams come true
and take all the pills I can find.
Hang the noose
It’ll likely fail and like always...
I never fail to disappoint
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Hope has drifted from my reach
And each day feels so endless
Every breath feels so exhausting
Happiness has died the moment
everyone abandoned me
To be shut out in the cold
With no ounce of warmth to be found
I’m left to find false closure
In a room of utter blackness
And with everything they say
Is another laceration in my memory
I bleed like my heart once did
And now that suffering has shrouded
every single sign of happiness
I’ll rot alone…
Grab the knife
Take the pills
Grab a plastic bag
Life isn’t worth living
I’ll only fail again
Happiness is dead
It’s ending now…
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I'm afraid of life, I'm afraid of
tomorrow...
Everything seems so pointless
and useless.
There is only pain for the
beauty I cannot see.
This beauty that being
destroyed day by day.
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Lat Minute of Agony
02:13
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End My Life Records Santiago, Chile
DSBM and Depressive Black Metal Label.
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