Randomness Thread :] Yay!

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It's funny how your worst enemies always seem to
turn out to be all of your
best friend's best friends
But I folded and I told
These aren't things I saved to sing you
but I folded, I told
So draw or throw and I will explode
 
It's time for you to choose
the bullet or the chapstick
And you are far too cute or whatever he said
 
Every time I hear it I am wishing I was great
I wish her... past tense my best friend
But I folded and I told
These aren't things I say to save me
But I folded, I told
I hope she's caught in the explosion
 

It's time for you to choose
the bullet or the chap stick
And you are far too cute or whatever he said
 
It's time for you to choose
It's time for you to choose
the bullet or the chap stick
This is me in his room
This is me in his room
This is me in his room
 
(Red, gold, I told)
So I update this almost every single day for you
(We don't play fair)
I begin to hate you for your face and not just the things you do
(Red, gold, I told)
Go tell him how my wrist is sore
from pulling at your insides all night
(We never stand too close)
Nothing that you do is new to anything or anyone but you
 
They say freak,
When you're singled out,
The red, well it filters through.
 
So lay down, the threat is real,
When his sight goes red again.
Seeing red again,
Seeing red again.
 
This change, he won't contain,
Slip away, to clear your mind.
When asked, who made it show,
The truth, he gives in to most.
 
So lay down, the threat is real,
When his sight goes red again.
So lay down, the threat is real,
When his sight goes red again.
 
Seeing red again,
Seeing red again,
Seeing red again,
Seeing red again,
Seeing red again,
Seeing red again,
Seeing red again,
Seeing red....
 
They say freak...
When you're singled out.
The red, it filters through...
 
Small, simple, safe price.
Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets.
This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals.
And I am not afraid to die;
I'm not afraid to bleed and **** and fight,
I want the pain of payment.
What's left, but a section of pygmy sized cuts.
Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted ****s.
Would you be my little cut?
Would you be my thousand ****s?
And make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid.
To fill and spill over and under my thoughts.
My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter.
I'm cutting trying to picture your black, broken heart.
Love is not like anything,
Especially a ****ing knife!
 
Look at me.
You can tell,
By the way I move and do my hair,
Do you think that it's me?
Or it's not me?
I don't even care.
I'm alive, and I swear
I'm the cleanest I have ever been.
 
I feel big, I feel tall, I feel dry.
Dry.
Just look at me, look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake.
Just look at me, look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake.
 
Do I drink?
Do I date?
I've got perfect placements.
On my ink
Satisfied, in your eyes.
I'm the biggest fan I've got right now.
I made sure I looked how I wanted to look.
The people around me,
The people surround me.
 
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