Blueberry Pie

Bloodied rags, they are on the ground
Given to me by those who know me too well
They said to take my time with one rule
To keep an eye for when I'm craving Blueberry pie

Sometimes I like to feel my blood
I like that it helps me feel alive again
I hurt myself cause I can't hurt anyone
I'm too fucking nice, I'm a fucking toy

Bloodied rags, they are on the ground
Given to me by those who know me too well
They said to take my time with one rule
To keep an eye for when I'm craving Blueberry pie

Sweet and comforting to me
I could waste my life like this
I beg for help but I can't help myself
I'll sit and cry wank till another day
(Till another day)

Bloodied rags, they are on the ground
Given to me by those who know me too well
They said to take my time with one rule
To keep an eye for when I'm craving Blueberry pie

Bloodied rags, they are on the ground
Given to me by those who know me too well
They said to take my time with one rule
To keep an eye for when I'm craving Blueberry pie



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