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I wish i could wash this all away by dragging you across my wrists if i could just reclaim myself find another cure for this slipping, pulling, too ripped up to move slipping, pulling, too ripped up to move i can't do this alone i can't go through this without you i can't do this alone i can't do this at all could never keep this going on my own wish I could pay you back for wasted time if I could ask one thing of you keep me warm in the back of your mind i can't do this alone i can't go throught this without you i can't do this alone i can't do this at all slipping, pulling, too ripped up to move slipping, pulling, too ripped up to move i come alone this is my sole recourse this is the end i'm just sick.... slow..... just cynical not a second of this matters not a second of this.... From Letras Mania