Suicide Letter

She Cries Wolf

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If the weight of the world belongs on our shoulders
What happens when I fall apart?

Once again I am brought here to the point of exhaustion
Put in front of a blank canvas and forced to bleed

This is not just a work of art
These are our memories, this is our history
We will not die without a mark
These are our memories, this is our history

If the weight of the world belongs on our shoulders
What happens when we fall apart?

I gave it all, seems like it was never enough
Now watch me bleed out and cease to exist
I gave it all, seems like it was never enough
Honest art for the guilty ones

Revealing weakness with words
Fighting rationality with a wounded heart

This is not giving up. This is giving it all

Luke, what is Hell like?

This is not just a work of art
These are our memories, this is our history
We will not die without a mark
These are our memories, this is our history

This is our history, put in front of a blank canvas and forced to bleed

I gave it all, seems like it was never enough
Now watch me bleed out and cease to exist
I gave it all, seems like it was never enough
Honest art for the guilty ones

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