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(Verse 1) I put down the pen, pick up the razor, Cut it deep, bleed my thoughts, a lyrical creator, Ink drips red, painting pain on this paper, Life’s a game of chess, but I’m stuck in the vapor. Lost in the shadows, where the demons creep, Every scar tells a story, secrets buried deep, Heart heavy like the weight of the world I bear, Words like a dagger, slicing through despair. (Verse 2) Midnight confessions in the dark, I’m awake, Echoes of my past, every choice that I make, Searching for a way out, but the walls close in, Life’s a twisted plot, where the pain begins. I’m a ghost in the night, haunting my own mind, Chasing every high, but the lows are unkind, So I cut to the core, let the blood flow free, This is my canvas, and I’m painting my plea.

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12 months ago

(Verse 1) I put down the pen, pick up the razor, Cut it deep, bleed my thoughts, a lyrical creator, Ink drips red, painting pain on this paper, Life’s a game of chess, but I’m stuck in the vapor. Lost in the shadows, where the demons creep, Every scar tells a story, secrets buried deep, Heart heavy like the weight of the world I bear, Words like a dagger, slicing through despair. (Verse 2) Midnight confessions in the dark, I’m awake, Echoes of my past, every choice that I make, Searching for a way out, but the walls close in, Life’s a twisted plot, where the pain begins. I’m a ghost in the night, haunting my own mind, Chasing every high, but the lows are unkind, So I cut to the core, let the blood flow free, This is my canvas, and I’m painting my plea.

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