Sources of Suicide
Den Mørke Skogen
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My lifelong tormentors now stand proudly Within this concrete box of utter filth And extend their hands, claiming to offer aid What fools they were for thinking they would lure me in Those who beat me and spit in my face just for fun Now make themselves known to the majority as caretakers You come to me when you need a mind to f*ck Now I should come to you to heal the wounds you left? For years you made me want to kill myself Now you want to be my fucking shrink? I know the hand you extend towards me is bait One of my hands grasps yours, the other slits your throat Lisa, you ask me to become part of this joke to fix it You beg for my demise with an almost convincing smile Because of you I am forced to walk with a noose around my neck And wait for one of your bastards to kick the fucking chair
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