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Tonite I bleed for you.
Out of this pen.
Out of these wrists.
I fear that there will come a day where I will no longer amuse you.
My head is full of doubts I can't shake.
Everythings just waiting for me to get right... but how can I?
I know you love me.
But what does that mean to you?
Give me a sign... a beacon...
Or I fear for certain
that my heart will drown in tragedy.
On this lonely night... like every lonely night before it.
Out of this pen.
Out of these wrists.
I fear that there will come a day where I will no longer amuse you.
My head is full of doubts I can't shake.
Everythings just waiting for me to get right... but how can I?
I know you love me.
But what does that mean to you?
Give me a sign... a beacon...
Or I fear for certain
that my heart will drown in tragedy.
On this lonely night... like every lonely night before it.