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I won't forget the day that
That I came to
And I started thinking
That there's more
Than just perfect prom queens, and silver spoons
And all I ever wanted
Was someone to knock me back to the bliss of ignorance
Cause I feel like running head first into traffic

And so I'm here to say
That thoughts in bed with pain

I won't forget the day that
That I found God
In a kitchen knife now, and on my arm
So paint the pale white floor with
With my red blood
And tell myself this pain is
The pain I love
As I swallow the pills of happiness
And you watch me fall like New York in an earthquake
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And so I'm here to say
That thoughts in bed with pain

I stand outside my pretty house
I light a match to start the fire
I called the cops to let em' know
It's 22 Walthery Ave.

I thought I wanted this
I thought I wanted this

I'M HERE TO SAY!!
I said I wanted some more attention
I thought I wanted a story ending
(I love the pain, I hate the pain)
I just can't win
(I love the pain, I hate the pain)
I think that the truth is I'm scared
I think that I'm just scared to live
I think that the truth is I'm scared
I think that the truth is I'm everything that I hate