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The door has closed behind me
Sealing my fate, fulfilling my destiny These crimson walls are driving me insane And there's no place to hide when I feel the pain Exorcise these demons in my head Because they think I'm already dead I've become a victim of my own violence No one can hear me, so I suffer in silence Where can I run to Where can I hide What can I do I'm dead inside The light is starting to fade As I stare at the life I've made Now the fear is returning to me Soon hate will be all I see I know the pain would disappear If I could find a way out of here I've become a victim of my own violence No one can hear me, so I suffer in silence Where can I run to Where can I hide What can I do Without my suicide I can't seem to solve this riddle Now the door opens a little Just enough to fuck with my mind So I scratch my eyes until I'm blind Now I can't see all the pain I feel But I know these scars are real I've become a victim of my own violence No one can hear me, so I suffer in silence Where can I run to Where can I hide What can I do Before I'm crucified
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