What a night it was
The night you told me
That you had tried to kill yourself
I couldn’t help but wonder how far gone you must have been
To take a razor to your wrist
And dig in
The night you told me
That you had tried to kill yourself
I couldn’t help but wonder how far gone you must have been
To take a razor to your wrist
And dig in
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