

Sick PleasureYou kiss my cheek as you tie the noose All you do is bring me down You smile as I'm swinging loose You chuckle when I hit the groundSick Pleasure
You like the see me suffer You like to see my pain. And when you see my blood. It washes your memories away.
A broken home A broken child A broken heart


The Walls of HateI don't want to be here I can't get out. The doors are locked And only I can hear my shouts.The Walls of Hate
My heart is slowing it's pace As I start to suffocate.
I'm so trapped in this place
The walls are made of hate, And painted with deception. They catch your eye, And draw you close
...With such a cruel intention.
Now the walls are closing in, And my eyes slowly close. As my head begins to spin, My body hits the floor
Like pedals from a dying rose.


Don't Want Your PityDon't make this about you Don't fuck with my pride Don't say you know what I've been through Don't commit my suicideDon't Want Your Pity
Don't try to empathize Don't press the blade to my skin Don't sing along with my cries Don't commit my sin
Don't paint your heart black
Don't fall from your grace I won't love you back I'll resist your embrace
Yay MCR! *my chemical romance, duh*
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