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It was the middle of the winter
Snowfall like confetti
I was covered in a layer of glitter
Fallen angel, buried
Iʼd smoke so many cigarettes
Wash ‘em down with wine or whisky
Looking up at the night sky thinking
Itʼs black and white
Iʼm colourblind
I take the bl.me
Running with scissors
Cut myself again
No shit doc
Iʼm addicted to the pain
Testing limits
Stoking the flame
It was a loss of power
My bones started rattling
An impression on a bed of powder
In the shape of my body
Iʼd keep so many secrets
Lie and smile, sweetly
Looking up at the night sky thinking
Itʼs black and white
Iʼm dying
I take the blame
Running with scissors
Cut myself again
No shit doc
Iʼm addicted to the pain
Testing limits
Stoking the fl.me
I knew Iʼd one day try to fly
Spread my arms like wings to glide
Fall forward from somewhere up high and
Let the air decide
It might be suicide