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Three hundred and sixIn only six yearsIf it was an accidentWhere are the tears?I am still unidentifiedBehind the cathedralIs where my body hidesBut I'm not insideJust one of sixteenIn early one dayIf it was a gameWhy couldn't I play?I am the abandonerBut still I remainAnd my frozen pulse quickensAs the black plot thickens
Like the story I heardA lifetime agoWhere a girl (and this is funny)Took her lifeAnd what she doesn't knowIs how long it takes for the water to riseAnd the breath to stop fightingAnd the cold to close her eyes
Morality playsOn stages of sinThe easy way outOr the easy way inI am still overglorifiedMy reasons to liveWere my reasons to dieBut at least they were mineNow I'm freedom unboundCut the laces of lifeThe pistolThe poisonThe nooseOr the knifeI have chosen my instrumentAnd said no goodbyesAnd my frozen pulse quickensAs the black plot thickens
Like the story I heardA lifetime agoWhere a girl (and this is funny)Took her lifeAnd what she doesn't knowIs how long it takes for the water to riseAnd the breath to stop fightingAnd the cold to close her eyes