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Everything started when I turned eight years old.
Dad didn´t give a damn and my mom hit me.
Mom had new guys all the time.
Sometimes I woke up in the morning and saw that there was a new boyfriend in her bed.

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Mom you made a wound in my heart that will never heal.
That you do not understand what you´ve done to me in all these years.

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Everything got worse the older I got.
The beatings became harder and the suicidal thoughts became worse.
The wounds became depper the blood became redder.
Life became worse and the school was shit.

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Mom you made a wound in my heart that will never heal.
That you do not understand what you´ve done to me in all these years.

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I moved from one family to another during a year.
The suicidal thoughts were still the same.
I started on BUP but they didn´t care.
I started to go to the school curator but to no avail.



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Mom you made a wound in my heart that will never heal.
That you do not understand what you´ve done to me in all these years.

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Life is wrong, everything feels wrong.
The voices will be higher, the music stops.
Without the music the voices will not disapper.
Music is my life, I can not be myself without it.
I seriously can not live with the voices one more day.

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Mom you made a wound in my heart that will never heal.
That you do not understand what you´ve done to me in all these years.

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The life feels meaningless, the life feels unreal.
People around me are afraid that I will bring the razor against my wrist one last time.
I just want to stop living and say goodbye to those that I love.

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Mom you made a wound in my heart that will never heal.
That you do not understand what you´ve done to me in all these years.
Mom you made a wound in my heart that will never heal.
That you do not understand what you´ve done to me in all these years.
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NadaZero93 - 3 apr 09 - 15:05
svårt att känna rytmen när man inte har musiken! blir säkert mkt bättre då...
LiebeAthena - 2 apr 09 - 20:58
Funderat på att kanske använda den där energin du har i texten till någonting i musikvärlden? :)

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